Sammyjokk

When my mother passed away in Jan, 2000 from lung cancer, I was totally devastated and lost. After her funeral, one of my cousins showed me a quilt that her aunt had made her and her siblings. Her mom passed a few months earlier. It was made of her moms blouses. That touched me so much that all I could think of was to do the same for my brother, sister and myself. I had no idea of how to go about it. I read some books and watched some quilting shows. I just wanted to make 3 quilts and that was it. Sewing never really did anything for me. I thought I was just dumb on that subject. I then heard of a woman who taught quilting in her home. It was not a typical quilt class. It was a six week total emersion class. The theme of the class was Log Cabin quilts. All different settings, different variations, different colors. If you didn't know anything about quilting when you started, you did when the class was finished! During that class, I was hit with the passion for quilting that took over everything. Books, patterns and FABRIC. Then came the colors. Colors I never gave much thought to I fell in love with. Then the stories of the patterns. I couldn't get enough (still can't). I started the quilt about a year and a half later. A pinwheel pattern. I got it all put together and hand quilted it. It wasn't that pretty at all, but it was mine and I love it. I started it in early 2002 and finished in early 2012. After the binding was on, I wrapped myself in it and a warm feeling came over me. I named the quilt 'Hugs from Momma. A Ten Year Journey.' It is a great comfort to me. My dad passed the day after Christmas 2005 and did the same with his shirts I named it 'Hugs from Daddy' When I get sad or really missing them, I wrap up in those quilts and just feel the 'hugs'.