So here I sit. The first part of the year was really rough, with my sister's end of life and subsequent passing. It is only now, nine months later, that I can even let myself think of her or say her name without bursting into tears. It's just how life is, fleeting and fragile. With her passing came a renewed sense of the importance of the everyday things, and family and friends; her final parting gift to those of us she left behind.
Before I left California, I wanted to be sure and make a backing for the scrap quilt I made this fall, so when I return, it's ready to be assembled and quilted. This is my "memory" quilt, and I've decided it will be fun to make one at the end of each year with scraps from the year's projects, along with scraps from my other quilting friends. As an old song can transport me magically back to another time, I expect these fabric scraps will have the same effect. This particular quilt will remind me especially of my quilting friends Liz and Terri, and the many great laughs we had while visiting this year. That laughter was an important part of my healing process.
I wish you all the best for the new year ahead and look forward to sharing 2012 with you. Cheers!