But it bears saying again: I married way above my station. How thankful I am for every moment and every day with my amazing husband. This is a man who will go fishing in a hurricane. That sounds crazy, I know. But it is this innate belief that he can ride out any storm God sends his way is a gift he uses in so many ways. Like when he waits patiently for the misery of illness to spend its fury, on only the promise of the calm in the eye of the storm. And still wants to see pictures of quilts on my smart phone. So if you’ve looked for me at the studio this week, and found that I’m not there, just know I’ve got my priorities in the right order — God, Family, Quilting — and I’ll be back at my machines as soon as he sails into a calm spot.
…the wonderful great-grandmother that made this quilt, my mother’s grandmother. I often think I didn’t get to spend enough time with her. She was tiny and frail from my earliest memories of her — with paper-thin, baby-soft skin, wispy hair … Continue reading