My Nona is someone I hold very dear to my heart. She was a true classy southern Italian lady and a woman of poise, dignity and grace. Nona was a housewife who never had a job or a drivers license. My Papa tried to teach her how to drive one day but she wasn't interested. She was content with him driving her around town. Everyday Nona would put on her girdle, dress up in her freshly pressed outfits, primp her hair, put on her make up and finest jewelry, throw on one of her pretty aprons and completed her housewife duties. I don't think she owned a single "lounge around the house" outfit and certainly didn't believe in sweatpants. Whether she was cooking, cleaning, hosting, holding a grand baby, or having coffee with friends she always wore an apron. They were almost an accessory.
My Grandma Cheney was the same way and was also a woman of the same great qualities. She was a woman of true southern hospitality. She also wore a girdle everyday and you would find her doing yard work in an apron over her dress. Yes, that's right, a dress. She never owned a pair of jeans until my mom was an adult and bought her some. Even then she only wore them in the yard. Unfortunately she passed away when I was young and I didn't get to know her. My mom has told me about her and shared many memories of her with me. She was a very loving woman.
When my grandmothers passed away my mom kept some of their aprons. She has since passed some down to me. I feel like every apron has a story to tell. These aprons aren't just pieces of cloth sewn together, but instead pieces of their life's journey as a daughter, sister, mother, wife, grandmother, and now an angel. They carry stories and memories that will never be forgotten. When I wear them I feel as though they are with me on my life's journey.
It took me a long time to come up with a name for my blog. I spent many hours brainstorming. I thought about my "why" for blogging and the answer was this. To tell my story and share my journey as a wife, a new mom, a baker, and just being me. As a collector of aprons old and new I wear them just as my grandmothers did. I hope one day my daughter enjoys them as much as I do for these are life's aprons.