Then my little girl grew older and I just knew she would love to quilt too. I sent her to quilt camp where she made two quilts...one for each grandmother. I just knew that would make her want to quilt with me. She hated it, and I was very sad.
The years passed by and then one day she called me while I was on vacation. She said "Mom....have you ever heard of Amy Butler?" Of course I told her, and then what followed were the sweetest words this quilting Mom could ever imagine. "Mom, if I got some of her fabric, would you help me to make a quilt?" My dream had come true, and it only gets better and better!!!!
Here is Meghan working on her quilt. I love that she sees fabrics with new eyes. She teaches me more than I can teach her. Her accomplishment makes my heart soar, and the time we spend together is a gift that she can not imagine.So this is what we did today. I cut, she sewed, we both pressed and then we stood back and discussed her quilt. She is anxiously, along with her sweet husband, looking for a home. Two school teachers can not afford a whole lot, but I know that it will not be the "worth" of their house that defines what is important in their home. It will be the love that will be found inside their walls that makes the difference.
Like a wonderful quilt, love provides warmth and comfort. We both are learning that piece by piece.