This is why quilters get along so well...we identify through our passion. I loved a grandmother (I still remember her warm laughter) who left me a treadle machine when she died. I was only 10 but found it fascinating. I read the instruction book and figured how to use the shuttle. My parents updated it with a knee "pedal" and encouraged me to continue. I started sewing my clothes for school when I turned 12 and sewed my clothes off and on until about 40 yrs. old. Then too busy with teaching and my son, I put sewing aside. Twenty years later my DS left for another state. I missed him terribly so one day I announced to my DH "I am going to make a quilt for DS and DIL". I do not know where the quilt idea came from, but I started. Everyday I worked on that quilt and in the process the geographical distance lessened. I even sent them pictures throughout the process. Now, a few years later I quilt because it is something I must do... it is my passion. I love everything about quilting: fabric, color combinations, designs, inspirations from others new techniques, etc. I also love hand quilting. Stitch by stitch stress vanishes and the laughter of my favorite Grandmother returns as if it was yesterday. I guess I associate quilting/sewing with warmth, love and happiness and that is why I guess I quilt. Quilting makes me happy! My DH and I recently moved to a new home in rural Kansas... near our DS and DIL. And what a great place to be - family and so many talented quilters. Thank you for this reflective moment.
Last edited by flowerjoy; 06-20-2013 at 06:37 PM.