When I was 5 my grandmother started teaching me to quilt. i worked with grandma piecing tops every time she came to visit us. She usually stayed for a month when she came so we had quite a few tops pieced. Then when I was 8 she moved far away and I only got to spend 1 week a year with her. I guess we decided that there was too many other things to do together because we didn't use those weeks to work on quilts anymore. I saved the quilt tops and when I got married I took them with me and held on to them for years and years hoping to do something with them someday. Then Dec 18, 1996 I had a house fire and lost everything including the quilt tops that grandma and I had worked on. This devasted me and I put the idea of making a quilt away until just a little while ago. I now have the time and emotional foritude to make a quilt in my grandmothers honor. I am still in the process of designing it and can't wait until I start.