Tony and I wanted to give ourselves a Christmas gift that was useful and special to us this year. We decided on a Memory Quilt. When my daddy died, I got some of his favorite shirts and I had kept a lot of clothes from my kids childhood that had special meaning. One favorite is Caroline’s sweatshirt from our friend, Barbara. She bought in in Nottinghill while visiting England. The handmade ones with initials embroidered on were also keepers. Looking at these beautiful little clothes brought back forgotten memories of play dates, Latin classes, Awana meetings on Sunday nights in LaGrange, Georgia, and so many others.
Keeping these memories in a blue tote with plastic shrink bags and still worrying about the safety of those memories became a chore and a burden. I loved these clothes, but I thought it would make more sense to have them sewn into a memory quilt that we could see and enjoy the memories sparked by it on a daily basis.
Our new memory quilt arrived last week and we put it near our bed, draped over the loft in Laurel Beth. It is truly special!
- SOME FAVORITES~ The top left picture is my dad’s red shirt. He would tell my mom to put that on him when he visited the doctor because all the nurses said he looked so handsome in it. The purple sweatshirt with SW on it is the one from Nottinghill. It’s from a private school in England. The sleeveless blue with embroidered flowers is from a photo shoot I had done with Caroline and Andrew on a plantation in Georgia. The little overalls was worn in a photo shoot and many occasions by Andrew. The red with daisies was worn by Staci on Easter and for a photo shoot.