A few years ago I met my Fathers sister for the first time. I soon learned what a cranky woman she was and hard to get along with. I made her a quilt for Christmas that year and when she opened it she burst into tears. She told me she hadn't been given a Christmas gift in many years and for me to make something so difficult(it really wasn't difficult lol) just for her was precious. She talked about that quilt to any and everyone right up until she passed away last year. This pic was taken just a few days before she died, still using her quilt.
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