Each donation of fabric takes its own life, its own path. Whether is it destined to become a Quilt for Kids or for Quilts of Valor it will not change the story of why we all try to comfort those so deeply deserving of our commitment to “surround them with love”.
The donor worked through great pains to find the MSP Quilting Angels. The internet was her solution. To our delight, a connection was made.
It was an untypical summer Sunday morning. The breezes were light, holding back the certain summer humidity. “The GPS says we’ll be there at 9:45 AM”, I said as my husband drove my mother and me to the family’s home.
A cheerful greeting took place outside as the husband was taking the family puppy for a stroll. We greeted each other at her door and entered. “Hi, I’m from the Quilting Angels!”, “Thank you so much for finding us and the donation” An unknown honor was about to take place.
An exchange between the past, the present and the future, “I’d like you to meet my mother; she’s 93 and a little hard of hearing” she said. You could see the tubs on the table. These ladies were two generations of crafters, sewers, givers of love and tradition. We greeted Mom and the smiles poured forth. She knew the fabric would be in good hands. Our benefactor went on to say, “There are some nice fabrics for the children, you can see them there; Oh and some batting too!” We knew the future was in front of us and we knew what to do.
The morning before, on Saturday July 25, it was an untypical summer morning, with light breezes holding back the rising humidity. Two young men in spit and polished uniforms stood beside the remains of Lester P. Thorne which were to be laid to rest. My husband sobbed through a eulogy for his father in which he spoke these words, “…helping a friend, tending to a neighbor’s needs or simply holding someone’s hand in troubled times, as we turn this page, we come upon a page without words, without history. Our course is not yet recorded, our future lies ahead…”This gift, this fabric will also have a history. From Mother to daughter, from hand to hand, the donation will have a history, a legacy of giving and helping someone in troubled times.
And so it goes, Freedom isn’t free. Whether our stitches are comforting our wounded warriors returning from war or children with pediatric cancer, someone fought for your freedom to ensure you could help someone less fortunate.
It’s not about joining up, but joining in – what you do has greater meaning.
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Quilt On!
Kathy
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