When our daughter passed away, in 2014, all her craft and quilting supplies were put away. This summer, in an effort to scale down some of the fabric stash and clutter in my craft area, I came upon the boxes and bags filled with her work.
Yes, I grieved again, while trying to decide what should be done with all this. Embroidery, crewel work and quilt blocks. Part of them went into a box to be passed on. I do not do embroidery or crewel work and never will. A disabled friend of a friend does and I know it will be appreciated there.
The quilt blocks and fabric remained, staring at me every time I went in the room. Finally, inspiration struck. I got out some of the blocks and started quilts for each of her three grand children.
I truly worked long and thought hard, since the children are three, four and six years old. Will they understand and cherish them? I do hope so.
But there were other blocks left, a small wall-hanging or lap quilt for each sister? Yes. Those are in the works. And one for each of her two sons ‘on the drawing board’.
It hurts some to think of trips to buy fabric and all the fun we had in the planning, knowing she never got to see the fruit of this lavor. There are more than a few teardrops on some of the blocks.
Ir’s hard work, but it is bringing me comfort, as I hope it will to the recipients.