Originally Posted by Candace
I want it so throughly used there's nothing left but shreds. I found out years ago a baby quilt I made for a friend's child became his security blanket and he drug it around after him until kindergarten. It was worn and had holes. My friend asked me embarrassed if there was any way to save it and was worried I'd be upset. I told him of course we could patch it up and I was thrilled something I made was soooo loved and cherished by his son. I'd love that to happen to all my quilts!
My two daughters ages 32 and 22, both successful, professional women still have the shreds of their "woobies". I am told that they are kept in the closet and brought out when things get sad or particularly difficult. They say its kind of like a mom hug.