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Q is for Quilt: Grandma's Quilt

Grandma's Quilt
Grammy's quilt my daughter's call it.  They fight over who gets to use it, because even at the young age of four they can feel some sort of special comfort and healing from the quilt that my grandmother made when I was a little girl.  It's a patchwork quilt made with pieces of this and bits of that. 

My grandmother was a very special supermom.  I can't ever remember a moment in her home when her hands were not busy.  I remember her peeling potatoes, breaking beans, stirring a pot.  I remember as she made her quilts the great big frame that hung from the ceiling to be lowered for her to use.  No sewing machine for her, each and every stitch was lovingly made.  I remember her lips moving as she prayed over each square.  What were her prayers? I wondered. 

I don't know how my grandmother did it all. With 12 children and what is now called a "sustainable" lifestyle she raised her own chickens for eggs and meat, grew her own vegetables, and canned like crazy.  Apparently the original supermom.

Some of my fondest memories include watching my grandmother make her quilts.  As Easter approaches I remember the special, exciting Easter Egg Hunts that her church used to offer. Children were dressed in their best and ribbons flew from little girl's hair and hats.  I think that's why each Easter Egg Hunt my children do holds such a special place in my heart.  Not those everyone in the world community events, but the smaller more intimate special hunts of friends, family, and church. 

The other night my daughter didn't feel well.  She wasn't sick, just not feeling good. I said lay down and I'll let you have grammy's blanket and she said, "Grammy's blanket always makes me feel better," as she fell straight to sleep.  Is there some sort of magic in my grandmother's quilt?  I like to think so, maybe it's the prayers or maybe it's the hopes for her future children and grandchildren that went into it, but whatever it is I hope she knows that it works, bringing comfort, care and peace to those who lay under it.

No it's not the glorious, stunning patterns you see on some quilts that you simply must hang up to display but it is the quilt that when you are tired, sad, mad or even just want to relax and feel the simple joys at the end of the day that you wrap yourself up in.


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2 comments:

Marie Anne April 20, 2011 at 6:02 PM  

There's comfort in familiarity, and what word is familiarity derived from?

Popping in by way of the A-Z Challenge. I’m blogging at:
Write, Wrong or Indifferent
Marie Anne’s Missives
In the Garden With Sow-n-Sow
Every Day Crochet

Word Nerd April 20, 2011 at 7:30 PM  

This was lovely. I have a blanket that holds the same kind of magic. :O)

My A-Z Blogging “Q” post is right here: http://www.word-nerd-speaks.com/2011/04/quest-for-quiet-quickie.html

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