Happily, my mother taught me to sew when I was just a little girl through our local 4-H program. We called our group the "Super Sonic Sewers." I'm not sure why, quite honestly! Every year we would enter our outfits in the county fair, always hoping for a blue ribbon...and fearing a red ribbon. To some people, it didn't seem like the judges were very fair...at the fair.
For the past 15 years I have been sewing quilts. I have never entered one of them in the fair. I decided months ago that this was the year...I would make myself enter a quilt in the Cache County Fair. As I entered the Home Arts building at the fair, suddenly those fears and inadequacies I had when I was a young girl came streaming back. What if the judges hated it? What if my quilt making skills were all wrong? What if I received a red ribbon? This quilt is completely hand appliqued, took 3 years to make and I absolutely love it. Would I still love it if it received a red ribbon?
Well...turns out the judges loved my quilt...they gave it a special recognition ribbon and considered it for the sweepstakes ribbon. I was so pleased! Sometimes you have to face up to your fears...look them straight in the eye...and stop worrying about that dreaded red ribbon.