years ago when i was a teenager, my favorite aunt asked me about a quilt. she wrote down my favorite colors and stuff i liked. well, life got busy and i never thought about it again. Last month (i'm 45 now) on the sunday before Christmas, the hospice folks were there for my Mom. They said the time had come and she would be gone in a few hours to days. The next day, Monday, the UPS truck pulled in the yard. With a box for me. I hadn't ordered anything, it confused me. I opened it up to find a quilt. My aunt had made the quilt, mostly hand work, some machine. That touched me more than anything. I so needed to know someone else was thinking about me. I wrapped up in that quilt and it helped me get through the next few days. We lost Mama Christmas morning. The quilt is on my bed now and has gotten me through this past month. Its a Sunbonnet Sue, traditional. All colors with sashing in a salmon color. It is beautiful, in thought and deed.