Tuesday, March 15, 2011
The Christmas Quilt
I hand made the adult's gifts. For Mom and Dad, I pieced a Bear Claw quilt for their gift. I cried a lot that Christmas and felt I had failed my family. Mother and Dad exclaimed how beautiful the quilt was but never used it on their bed.
Mother died in'99 and Dad in '06. The quilt came back to me.
I run my hands over it and wonder why they rarely displayed it. It was made lovingly with Mom's favorite color through out the quilt...with flowers, she and Dad loved flowers.
I touch the quilt now and know that Mom loved the quilt and kept it safe for me...to know that family love is important. To know, even when times are tough, we love family with all our heart and soul. To remember, even when times are lean, the love is still there.
And I follow the tradition Mom began with her gift...it does not grace a bed but is displayed to remind me that love IS everything, not just THINGS.