
Many years ago a group of ladies made a quilt for my mother.
It was not just any old quilt. It was a
Friendship Quilt.The women were a group of church ladies who had been
friends to my mother before she moved away.
I thought it was the greatest symbol of friendship
I had ever seen. Before my mother became of failing health,
I asked her if I may have the quilt. She gladly gave it to me.
I was so happy to have the quilt. It had embroidered on it the
names of her friends and their favorite Bible verses.
Heirlooms cause us to value them both for what they are and
for the memories and feelings they give.
Th
Friendship Quilt has real sentimental value to me.
I feel that keepsakes like this quilt tells a story of a key
moment in my mother's life. My mother was a very
gifted piano player and musician. The ladies who made
the quilt for her, loved her and they were going to miss her.
The other day my daughter gave the same request. She would
like to have the
Friendship Quilt. She loved the colors in it and
she too, loved the thought of friends making Grandma a quilt.
Last week I mailed the quilt to Heather so now it is in the hands
of the granddaughter. When heirlooms of the family are handed
down to grandchildren, it gives them a sense of belonging.
It tells them who they are and links them to the family to which they belong.
Along with the quilt, I sent baby clothes
that her father had worn, and baby clothes she
had worn. Hers was a little pink dotted swiss outfit with a lacy
bonnet to match. I had dressed Heather in this sweet outfit
for her baby dedication. With her pink dotted swiss outfit,
her red hair and her green eyes, she was a beautiful baby.
She looked so precious that the
pastor kissed her.
The other poor baby being dedicated didn't get a kiss!
This little outfit was on her first doll, so I sent
the doll along also. I also sent a cute little dress
that Heather wore while she attended grade school.
Why should we keep things?
I think it is for the time when your child asks for them.I wished that my mother had kept things
till I saw the needto have them. I wish I had the doll my brother bought for me
while he was stationed in Germany. I wish I had the braided dog
my other brother bought for me while he was in the service.
As we grow older, we tend to go back to what we were taught and
what was there for us when we were growing up.
What do you tend to like from your childhood?