Neither of my boys married a girl who sews, though both are talented and crafty in other ways. Often when I visit, theire is a basket of mending or shirts needing mending awaiting me. I can't count the number of curtains, drapes, Roman shades (one DIL's favorite window treatment) I've made for their houses. One son/DIL just sold their house and moved to another city, and bought a new one. The people who bought their former house loved the window treatments, which wouldn't fit (size, color, style) in their new one anyway. Their buyers paid an extra $3000 for their window treatments.
The good thing, though, is that one of my granddaughters (13 now) loves to sew. I taught her and gave her one of my older machines. Last Christmas, I gave her a new one. Both her greatgrandmothers sewed. Maybe it's an ever-other (or three)-generation thing. My mother didn't sew. I learned from my grandmothers.