I had a serger sitting in a box for nearly 20 years.  My husband bought it for me in our first year of marriage, before we had kids, when we lived on a farm in Missouri – way out in the sticks and he would leave me there for 10 hours a day while he went to the city to work.  I needed more to do than quilting, and adding a serger to my growing list of sewing appliances sounded like fun.

Until I broke it the first month.

And after being mad and upset with myself, I just put it back in the box.  I didn’t know how to fix it and I knew we couldn’t afford to send it into a shop to get it fixed.  So, I forgot about it.

Fast forward 16 moves, four kids, three dogs and a group of Facebook friends and a lady in need and I not only remembered I had it, but I spent a couple of hours searching for it and sweating under my cutting table to find it.

And now, a lovely lady in Tennessee owns a nearly-new older model serger!  She has already fixed the part I broke and is serging away on a year-old pile of clothing that needed mending and loving every minute of it.

At the same time, another Facebook friend had cleaned out her sewing stash and closet, and offered fabric and clothes to me that she wasn’t going to use or wear anymore.  Not even necessary to ask me about fabric – just ask me for my address!  hehe  The clothing I probably would not be able to wear because of my skin allergies, but I do have three daughters who love clothes, so once we established that the sizes she had would fit our oldest daughter, I had her remove all PINKS (that girl and her hatin’ on pinks makes her pink-loving momma cwazy) – my new-found-fairy-Godmother had 37 pounds of fabric and clothes to send to us!  This is a photo of just the fabric – a pile that was so tall it fell over!

This pay it forward makes one feel good all under!