
One stitch at a time
It’s six years since my mum passed away. Last weekend my sister helped dad go through mum’s boxes of sewing stuff. Mum loved quilting and collected pieces far and wide. Dad had the job of cutting them into whatever shape was needed. He’d grumble, but secretly loved working together with mum. Recently, I’ve been helping the Lutheran Community Sewing Group at Albert Park in Adelaide put together a video about their volunteer ministry to new neighbours – former refugees arriving from places like South Sudan, Iraq and Afghanistan. In the video ...