June 22, 2014

Giving Quilts

We have had out of town family this weekend from South Carolina and Pennsylvania.  My father in law's brother and his sister both came for a visit.  Uncle Don has a special place in my heart and I wanted to do something nice for him.  He had a stroke a few years ago and during the winter his leg and foot stay really cold.  So I sent him home with the picnic quilt I made for our picnic trip to Duke Gardens.  Now he can be toasty and warm when he watches television.

When the realization set in that I was giving it to him, he became all smiles.  He was pleased as a little piggy to be taking the quilt home with him.


11 comments:

Needled Mom said...

What a kind gesture. That will keep him toasty and comforted.

Lynda Halliger Otvos (Lynda M O) said...

Your thoughtfulness continues to impress and amaze me. Each day on my desk, I see the "feelings stones" you sent me after my sister's passing; you are a wonderful woman, T.

Melody said...

Such a kind thing to do. The quilt looks delightful.

Sheila said...

What a wonderful comfort quilt. You can see he appreciated your gift.

Shari said...

He looks so snuggly, what a perfect gift! Hugs to you for being so thoughtful and generous!

Suze said...

Not only is Uncle Don, but also you as the giver is blessed. In my grief recovery, we are being encouraged to start giving away things we will not use, so that we can see the joy others will get from our possessions. Also, it will lessen the burden on our heirs to have to make decisions about property and have less to handle in their time of grief. I'm visiting my daughter and her family. I was robbed of almost all the material possessions that my mother and father left me as well as many things her father and I had accrued. However, her stepfather gave me a nice diamond ring. She is my only daughter, so I brought the ring to her. He died last July. As much as the ring still signifies a closeness to him, wearing it doesn't bring him back. I gave it to her as I would give any gift - it is hers to do with any way she wishes. It is just a step in my recovery. One of my grief leaders said you can tell there has been a chance when a widow(er) stops wearing the wedding ring. It was a choice I had to make that the bond is broken. Every step has had to be a choice. Being here near my daughter's mother-in-law who lost her husband in December makes me realize how the two of us are handling our grief differently. She is dwelling on hers. She had a big family event on the six-month anniversary. I remember and go on. I'm not saying, she is wrong. We all deal differently. I suggested she goes to a grief group and she just doesn't want to do that. She says she knows there are others who are hurting, too. Hers is just hard. No kidding. I've had to make myself get out of the house. Today my daughter even had to encourage me to get out of her house. So, Uncle Don will be thrilled each day as he sits under the quilt. I found a quilt that my husband had absolutely worn the binding thin from rubbing it. He would sit in the chair and rub it to comfort himself. I'll keep the quilt for a long time and probably will never rebind it. It has other issues, too that would be much harder to repair. It might really make a great quilt to take to the beach/river, etc. I have a busy summer ahead and hope to get back to cheering more for the ladies of the hops.

Barb said...

Priceless

Sparky said...

your heart is soooo large and he looks wonderful with this quilt upon his lap..love those borders....

Deonn said...

Thearica, that is just so sweet, and it's more than just a quilt, isn't it? It's a big, warm hug from you. Love it!

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