I sometimes think I was born with a needle stuck in my left arm - threaded and ready to be pulled out by the right hand and plunged into fabric. I got a secondhand manual Singer for my 8th birthday and never stopped sewing since. I yearned to learn quilting, and when that happened, all the other loves took a sad second place. Still sew soft furnishings and some outfits - especially ones that can be beaded and embellished. As long as there is a needle closeby I'm happy!