I have to write this somewhere, why not here. I joined the local quilt club about 7 years ago. I'm no fancy quilter, I just make quilts to keep people warm, and do a lot of charity quilts. I thought I would never be able to make enough quilts for my Grandchildren, because there are 21 of them. But then one year, I finished 7 quilts. Hey! I can do this. I've made a lot of quilts since then, but still have a lot to go. I'll keep working. My granddaughter wanted to go to 4-H quilt camp when she was 9, so I went with her. We went for 6 years and finished a quilt for each of her family members, two of them since we stopped going to camp.
Soon after I had joined the quilt club, I was asked if I would be President, but I said it was too soon. I didn't know all the ladies' names, and needed to get to know the club workings better. Then last year I was asked again, and I said yes. I thought it was going very well. I had a service project to make comfort quilts for the local hospital, and we had a learning session at almost every meeting.
Then in October I went on a trip out of the country, and the Vice President took over the meeting. I had given her the agenda to be discussed. She decided it would be a good idea to have committees for everything, and proceeded to make the list. At the November meeting, she was handing out the lists she had made, and the first one was the committee for the Christmas party. I had not had the Christmas party on the agenda for the October meeting, because it was all settled. One lady had volunteered to take care of the meal, one had a challenge, and I was taking care of the games.
So now she appointed the committee for my Christmas Party and I was not consulted nor asked to be on the committee. I felt like I got kicked out of the boat in the middle of the river. I couldn't believe it. I called one lady a week or so before the party, thinking I must have heard wrong. She said, "Just sit back and enjoy it. You don't have to do anything." I had so looked forward to doing the games for the Christmas Party. I'd been planning this for years. Then at the party, this lady got up and started saying the meal prayer. That's when I got up and said, "I am still President. I will say the meal prayer." She said something quite horrible in front of everyone, and some told me they were shocked at her behavior. So we had our meal, and I had a few business things to take care of when another lady said to me, "What about the games we are suppose to play?" I couldn't answer her. I was just thinking What about the games I was going to play at MY Christmas Party?
I have felt terrible about it ever since. But I know there are many, many very much more important things in the world to worry about and I will try to focus on that. I will have a very hard time going to the next meeting, but I'll try to tough it out. A few people have expressed dismay about what happened, and that helps. So I'll just try to keep doing things for the good of the club. We have a nice quilt show every year, which is unusual for such a small club. I would hate to have that go by the wayside.
Thanks for listening.