Back in the day people used to mend their clothes. Back when people actually made their clothes rather than running down to the big box store to buy imported goods for a little bit of nothing. My gram sewed, my grandma sewed, & her Amish relatives sure as heck sewed. It's something that has been done for generations, & I have gotten into the habit of mending our clothes, & I'm not looking back.
I'm not a great seamstress. I don't think my skills ever improved past my 8th grade home-ec class, but I'm proficient enough. I like the little labor of love sewing a button on JC's shirt, or mending the seam on a pair of Emerson's pants. I enjoy doing the same thing that my grandmothers & their grandmothers did for their families. Our clothes last longer, our money goes further, & we put less in the landfill. Mending our clothes is a simple act of love; love for my family & love for the Earth. Simple.