As a child my grandfather taught me to hunt, fish, mend nets, mend traps, read a compass. My grandmother and mother tried to teach me how to knit, crochet, but I didn't have the attention span to stay with it back then and now as I am a mother and grandmother I wish I had taken the time to do those things so I'd be able to do it for my own children and grandchildren. I talked to my mom about it the other day and she said go to You Tube you can find anything on there, it kind of made me laugh. She told me about a friend that needed to fix some repairs at home onto You Tube she went, she needed to change something on the car and onto You Tube she went. I have to admit I've been on there several times myself looking at quilting instructions.
I have always been the craftsy type person I was self taught for cross stitching, needlepoint, crewel, and did lots of liquid embroidery with my mom. For me those will always be memories that I truly do cherise it was something I got to do with my mom. We even took a cake decorating class together but mom was a lot better at that than I was. Now I'm doing quilting something totally different at first I didn't think I would take to it as it required a lot of concentration and fractions (something I never liked in school lol) but I was determined to succeed since I paid so much for all the tools I needed. Now I love it! I am secretly squirreling away stashes of fabric! Being off on disability I had to find something to do with my time or go nuts, so I think I may actually try and knit again see how that goes I remember the basics and I'm sure mom will be there to lend a hand.
I look at some people around me now and everyone is so tuned into their phones, laptops and iPads where do they find the time to teach these lost skills and arts to their daughters? Or have we become so detached from everything that they just do their own thing but not together. Around our area I hear almost every week about how a wonderful girl or boy has committed suicide and everyone is shocked because they came from a good family. But if we don't take the time to do things with them and talk with them how do we know they are in trouble? It may seem strange to link the two things together but I remember sitting around talking to my mom while we worked on things together, and there wasn't much we didn't talk about while doing crafts together. Maybe it's just me but somehow doing crafts was therapeutic in some ways maybe moms today need to do the same thing to find a way to communicate with their own children. Just my rambling thoughts tonight.