Every once in a while I get an email from a reader that deserves sharing.
Because we all live this life together – none of us can escape the things that this life brings.
Either it has an impact on us because it happens to us personally, or it happens to someone we love and care about who is close to us.
In this case, the story involves Susan and her friend who remains nameless in her email.
I'm a longarm quilter and Quiltville fan here in Punta Gorda, Florida. My customer and I took your classes when you were here, but she was way more ambitious than I was. This is her My Blue Heaven quilt, the last quilt she will ever make.
My friend is dying of widespread cancer, but wanted to take your class more than anything despite her fatigue and pain. I am always amazed with her quilts, but this one made me weep.
Too weak to finish it, I applied scrappy blue binding, and added a label for her (not shown in these photos). I have quilted dozens of quilts for her; many won ribbons in guild shows. Her husband is putting this one in our February show.
Thank you for your tireless travels and your uplifting spirit. I know you have some rabid fans, but I am just another quilter, like you, who loves the quilters as much as their quilts. No rabies here! Only sincere thanks for your taking this time of your life and giving it to us.
Love the blog. I hope the 4th finds you at home and happy.
A fellow quilting addict,
Susan SlatonThank you so much, Susan, for sharing your story with us. It did make me weep, and I was so happy to have the both of you in my Punta Gorda workshop.
This story has reconfirmed so much to me.
Quilters are among the most giving and loving people that I know. We take a licking and keep on ticking, even when we are dealing with illnesses ---terminal or not. Our love for each other lives on in the quilts that stand as a testament to our friendships through the good times and the bad.
Thank heavens for quilty friends who see us through!