This morning I woke up to a text message, one of my favorite kind! A picture of the quilt in the new happy owners arms. I think I am going to start a collage all pieced together of the smiles! Oh I love those smiles!! I always thought t-shirt/memory quilts were fun and cute, but I never truly appreciated their intrinsic value until now.
This is the second quilt in as many weeks that has warmed my heart and made me happy beyond thought. I made one of the two. I am finding with each quilt the desire and need to make more of them. To capture those memories, while creating a warm, useful quilt. I was beside myself happy when the quilt was picked up a couple of nights ago. I have been dying to see the look on my friend's face, to see if I had managed to capture her vision for the quilt. The sheer delight in her jet lagged eyes and that smile, assured me I had.
That is a stressful moment, when you are making a memory for someone else. I failed mind-reading 101, sadly, and I worry endlessly that my vision and theirs might not align. It tends to make me a bit ill, because those t-shirts or other bits of memories cannot be put back together after they are made into a quilt. The very act of ruthlessly cutting them up and resizing them a few dozen times insures that. So I always hold my breath when presenting a quilt. I cross my fingers and toes and send a few prayers upstairs that they will find beauty and love in my work. It is so stressful!
And then I wait.
I wait for the requested picture, the one showing the look on the recipients face. Because so far, none of the quilts I have worked on have been given straight to the recipient. My nephew's was given to his mom, as it was a gift from mom and dad...breath held for far too long. Although my sister's smile and the tears in her eyes told me it was right. Watching V complete her's and waiting to see... oh my what a great treat that was. Then this one. I love the two people that were part of it's circle very much. They are dear friends and two of the most wonderful women I know. I wanted it perfect. I knew when it was picked up that I had met her vision... but would it pass the recipient test?
What do you think?
|A picture is worth a thousand words|