I am not much into blogging however, I do feel the need to express myself now and then. As Home a la mode approaches its 3rd full year at 611 W Main Street in Downtown Denison Texas, I can’t help but think back 2 years ago ( April 2016).
I was just a customer, and I spoke with Karen a few times nothing to personal just casual. When Karen would go to a show on the weekends, I would show up early on Tuesday morning just to see what all was new and exciting. Being a brand new quilter it was like Christmas seeing all the new fabrics and pre-cuts.
I thought I had my life all planned just the way I wanted it. I did not have to work (still don’t). I could basically do what I wanted when I wanted. I relieved myself of a committment that I really could not handle anymore, and a weight had been lifted off of me.
After about 6 months of being a customer, I felt that I was needed in the store. Not sure what came over me but I am very glad something did. I approached Karen and we talked about me filling in empty spots at the store to help her out. Now mind you I have never done any type of retail work before nor was I an avid quilter. And if I could have read Karens mind back then, she was probably thinking this is never going to work.
For those of you that know me, know exactly what I am talking about. (HAHAHAHAHAHA) To know me is to love me I always say. But I shall continue with my little story. I started in April filling in while Karen was at shows on the weekend. I was having a great time talking with all the customers, getting to know everyone. Listening to stories of how the customers first came to meet Karen and the shows they went to.
Karen had to go have knee surgery in November of 2016, that pretty much put me at the shop full time. By this time I had learned so much about quilting and totally enjoyed putting fabrics and colors together to see what works for customers.
Since I started that April back in 2016, so many new things have happened. I have learned about embroidery, quilting, long-arms, teaching a class. And even learning more about myself. Karen tells me that I stepped into her life just at the right time. Now people may say how do you know what the right time is. I think for Karen the right time was shortly after her mother passed away, shortly after she opened her storefront, and shortly before she had to have her surgery. Just seems like things fell into place with enough time in between to be able to know how to help where I was needed most. I am always being told that I help others too much, well maybe I do, but I just can not help myself. I think that is what I do best.
Karen and I seemed to get along rather well, she is like an older sister to me. She seems to know when I need her the most. I can’t imagine not knowing her. Her business is awesome she has so many things to teach and share (she thinks I do not listen). But I really do I just can’t let her know that, I mean after all what type of a little sister would I be if she knew I was learning from her. (hahahahaha)
I guess the morale to my little story is very plain and simple. Be kind to others, live, laugh and love often. You will never know who you meet along the way in life that will change you forever. Karen and her customers are the best group of people I ever met. I love everyone of them. And as far as Karen goes, I love my sister! (Even though she calls me a brat)