I have a wonderful quilt gift story. Our nephew was deployed in November to Afghanistan. We went to a last minute family drop in for him and I wanted to take him something so I took a small quilt I had. I did not know if he would be able to take it or not but took a chance. He was overjoyed. He told me that he could take a few personal items and that he would definitely take the quilt. I showed him how to roll it small so it would travel well. His Mom cried and she never shows emotion. His dad said he slept under it that night. When I hugged him good-by I told him I would pray for him and hoped the quilt reminded him of home and family. A few days after he had gone his Mom and Dad dropped by to show me some pictures of him napping under his quilt. His Mom was crying as she told me that she could not think of anything to send with him and that I had given him the perfect gift. This is why I do what I do to give love in every stitch.
I love all these sweet stories.