I know every flaw in this small stack of quilts I've made and feel love I put into them. I can look at one and feel how I felt while making it and also recall why I made it. Whether the quilt brought me frustration or glee there was a purpose for making it. Three… Continue reading Every Quilt Has A Story- Mine Began with Mom
Tag: 2019
Sometimes I Forget
Sometimes I forget she didn't come from my womb. At times I fail to understand why she reacts a certain way. Or why her hair is on the thinner side and her skin is more of an olive skin tone than mine. Sometimes I see her dad in her and am amazed how nurture can… Continue reading Sometimes I Forget