My SIL's mother, a dear friend to us all was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She had some embroidered blocks way back in a closet that HER mother had done back in the 40's. She gave them to me and asked that I put them in a quilt and I understood she wanted it before she passed. It came out beautifully and I was able to take it to her and put it on her when she was close to the end. She kept fingering her mother's stitches.
After she died, the quilt was carefully folded and passed on to her granddaughter, my niece. So we have a great-grandmother's needlework, passed to her dying daughter, quilted by my niece's aunt and in the hands of my young niece to use and pass on to her children. Quilting heritage...