It's like falling off a bike

I have been learning how to sew......again.  Everyone says it is like falling off a bike and that I will regain all my lost knowledge and expertise. Well that may be a good adage for someone who actually could ride a bike but unfortunately the only thing I could do is fall off.  So I think it is highly unlikely that I will regain anything to do with sewing any time soon.  I have managed to learn to sew in a straight line, so that is a start but anything apart from some simple lines and I am lost.  I cannot work out how things go together and my finishing of any project is definitely hit or miss.  We all did four whole years of miserable sewing, drafting and tailoring at Port Tech and I absolutely hated it.  When I first started working I made all my own clothes but I never really liked the process.  I loved the tidy finishing off and hemming by hand, I  certainly loved wearing the clothes but sewing them was another thing entirely.  Mum used to send me over to a neighbours to sew because I was much too volatile at home.  I believe that is when I first realized that electrically driven machinery was anathema to me.  I hated my sewing machine. Now vacuum cleaners are on top of the hate list then computers sit in about second place so I guess the poor old sewing machine comes in third.  I do so want to learn to sew again.  I want to make quilts and bags and and little purses.  I have a couple of boxes of fabric, enough to keep me sewing for a year or so, and all I have to do is master the machine.  What is it again............................it's just like falling off a bike.