A little over a year ago, a co-worker learned her daughter was expecting her first baby (first grandchild too) Together, Linda and I picked out the fabric for the quilt which had a horse theme. I gave the quilt to Linda, but sadly the daughter miscarried. Linda wanted to give the quilt back to me, but I insisted she keep it - there would be a little one for her to love soon, I said.
Fast forward to Friday - I received the following e-mail:
Just wanted to let you know that I was at a shower for her on Sunday and everyone thought the quilt was beautiful. It was the only heirloom gift she received. She especially liked the horse theme. The crib is a mahogany color so the vibrant colors will look great against it.
Thanks for your hard work and keeping the faith with me. We're getting down to the home stretch. She looks like someone stuffed a basket ball under her shirt, literally. She has about 6-7 weeks yet. Have no idea whether its a girl or boy, but I think it will be a boy. If so, the name will be Blake Thomas. Girl's name is Aubrey but no middle name yet.
This friend has had her share of adversity in the last year. First the miscarriage. Then, her fiance passed out in her kitchen and died. The day of Steve's funeral, her parents both had to be admitted to the hospital. Then, "Uncle Fester" (boss at the office) eliminated her job two weeks later. So, I'm glad that little quilt gave her a ray of sunshine.
Our "hobby" means more than fibers, my friends.