My sister was diagnosed with inoraberable cancer and had 3 1/2 months to live. She, I and all her friends were quilters. We all made blocks and sent them to one of her friends who put them together in a quilt. We gave it to my sister. She didn't get to use it very long, but she was buried in her pajamas and slippers and had that quilt covering her. It meant so much to all of us. She had made a beautiful quilt and it covered her casket during the funeral and her daughter received it afterwards.
Last edited by jcrow; 10-07-2012 at 08:26 AM.