When my grandmother died she left behind several hand-pieced quilt tops. I took a couple and I believe my aunt, also a quilter, took some. It was really special for me to finish something that Nana started. These were all fabric scraps from other sewing projects and my mom recognizes some of them.
I basted this double wedding ring quilt just before we moved to our last house at Fort Irwin (we lived in an apartment and two houses there) in October 2005. Sophia was a year old. It took an eternity to press. I wasn't sure if I was ever going to get it to lay flat but finally I did. Piecing by hand is probably not as accurate as piecing by machine.
Kenny deployed to Iraq when Sophia was 2 1/2 and I made a big push to get a lot done, but my hand started aching so it became a project that I took with me when I needed something to do. I took it to quilt guild meetings and craft nights. I took it with me to Sophia's swimming lessons where I was fighting back tears of frustration because I thought she was never going to pass level 1 because she wouldn't put her head in the water. It went to the outdoor pool at Grafenwoehr where I was bursting with pride when she swam the entire length of the pool at four years old and was allowed to practice with the swim team. It went with me to the doctor's office in Charlottesville where we worked on getting Sophia to talk to people in addition to me, Kenny, and Grammy. It went to ballet class in Weiden where she would chatter with her friends nonstop in English and German. A lot has happened in six years!
And finally it is all done. I'll have to muster the courage to get out another top.
From Mom.. Yes, a lot of history in that quilt and a lot has happened in your life during that time. God has blessed. It makes me proud to have observed this quilt in the making for a long time now and proud of your ambition to finish it. Beautiful job, great accomplishments!!!!
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