Remembering Bill

 

I'd seen memory quilts, of course, on the internet, in blogs, at guild meetings. I'd seen plenty of them, but I'd never made one. I'd never been asked to make one.

Then Bill died. His daughter, Tanya, is a good friend of my daughter. He and Tanya had always been close, and after his wife died a couple of years ago, they became even closer. Tanya's an only child and has never been married.

I followed Tanya's Facebook posts during the year following his death. She was struggling. There was so much to do, so many things to find homes for, and so much sadness.

So I offered. And she accepted.

The weather yesterday was unfit for photographing the quilt, so I did it inside. Sherry will be seeing her this month. I hope she likes it.