Zozee, I am sorry for the loss of your mother. It will get better with time and you will find yourself thinking of her every day.....with love and gratitude for what she meant in your life. Here is a poem I got years ago...it is so true:
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Your Mother is always with you. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself. She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well, she’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your mother lives inside your laughter. She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate. Not time, not space…not even death.
Author--unknown
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Peace be with you.
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I started with making quilts for my 4 brothers and sisters and my son. I did not gift those until all 5 were done. Then, I made for the their children and did not gift until they were all done. Those were all in 2016. These last 3 are for her sisters and they will be gifted when all are done (hopefully before Christmas). Whew.....In between, I've done Quilts of Valor, Project Linus quilts and 1 gift quilt for an anniversary. Slow, steady progress. I never want to rush. I love quilting and want to continue having it make me feel joyous!