Another one of those tough days for me. And I don't have much to say. But when thinking of Mother's Day and mom, I wanted to share this. It was a quilt I had made her a few years back. I think 2003? Maybe 2004?
I picked each fabric myself. And all of the colors and patterns were chosen with mom in mind. I measured and hand cut each piece myself. Laid it out a hundred different times until I was finally pleased with how it all blended. Little green ties were hand sewn on at the end as a finishing touch. It was a labor of love.
I've had a hard time looking at this blanket these past few years. It's been sitting in a box in my closet. But who knows? Maybe I'll take it out this Mother's Day and think about the big smile it brought to mom's face when she first saw it. And how happy she was with it. She treasured it. Mom would like that I think.