I have always enjoyed ironing clothes and laughed as I stood there imagining how many times I've ironed my hubbies' shirts and slacks over the years...
But what really made me nostalgic was the memory it evoked of my mom.
My dad supported our family as a barber and for a few years also a part time factory job at night. During that time my mom had a fabric shop in our home but also took in ironing for people so that she could be with us kids.
Ironing was an act of love.
I guess it still is!
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