My sweet mother " encouraged" me to take a quilt class with her. We both sewed and I was really into cross-stitch. Well, as they say the rest is history! I love looking at our first projects and remember our fun being together. Sadly, she is bed-ridden and is slowly dying. She has forgotten to do a lot of the fun things but we are still close. I moved 8 hours away from her and thank God for my quilting.It is the best stress reliever! Thanks, Mom.