Not "glowing" here. Long story, but I was forced to give up a baby for adoption when I was a teenager, over 50 years ago. She "found" me 15 years ago and I had about 2 weeks until I was able to "meet" her. On the phone, she told me that she collected antique quilts and linens. I hurriedly put together 12 hand embroidered blocks (done by me) with sashing and had it long armed quickly so that I could give it to her when we finally met each other in 2001. She displayed her quilts in her very large house - on built in bookcases on either side of her fireplace, on the bannister, balcony, backs of chairs, etc. We have not had too good of a "reunion". Fast forward to today, she put a picture on facebook of her son holding his new puppy, wrapped in the quilt I gave to her.