Kajsiab House

In the Hmong language, “kajsiab” means the relief of stress from worrying about the safety of loved ones. Yesterday, I visited Kajsiab House, here in Madison. This is a place of sanctuary for Hmong elders–people who experienced things I can’t...

Miss Antoinette K-Doe, we will miss you

I had the privilegeĀ  of meetingĀ  Miss Antoinette on my very first trip to New Orleans. At that time, the Mother in Law lounge was gutted, awaiting work after Hurricane Katrina. Antoinette graciously invited us in and showed us around. I was instantly impressed with...

Fabric speaks

The UPS man arrived at the house the other day with 4 heavy boxes–a donation of fabric, shipped all the way from Idaho. As I sorted through the neatly folded pieces I began to think about what our fabric says, how it speaks. Pastel remnants, gentle prints,...

A personal gift

I received a huge box yesterday! In it was an old machines, well-used, and beautifully kept. It touched me that someone would part with this machine and donate it to someone who needed it but what touched me even more was the note that accompanied the machine: Dear...

Everyone’s Life is a Story

On our last trip to New Orleans we arranged to have a machine delivered to Marilyn…a most inspirational woman. Marilyn lost her sewing machine in Hurricane Katrina and had missed sewing so much. What really struck me, though, was the story of her history....

My Own Fundraising Appeal

Everyday I am grateful for how the Sewing Machine Project evolves. I have so much help and support and it feels almost providential that the project unfolds the way it does. Recently, I appeared on Sewing With Nancy and because of that exposure, many new people are...

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