Prayers, promises, and a touch of quilting

Dec

2006

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Mellow afternoon. Working a little, praying a little, taking joy in tiny things, like our family legacy of quilts. I come from a long line of quilters, as do most of us who are only a couple of generations off the land and out of the Great Depression. My mom and I have been pulling all the quilts out this afternoon, going over who stitched what, where they lived, what the materials are, what was going on in their lives at the time.

One of those quilt tops was pieced for me in the late 1950s, a birth present from a family friend. The top remained unquilted until the early 70s. My paternal grandmother remarried at 70 and when her second husband died 7 years later, she moved in with my folks for a bit and quilted the top then. My life during the 70s and 80s made accepting any of the quilts belonging to me an impossibility. Now, fifty years after it was given to me, I can finally take possession. Now, it’s a story worth the telling.

In fact, I feel a story coming on, even as I type….

So here’s hoping all of you are celebrating with life, love, and a touch of the legacy we all leave behind, whether we plan it or not.