| mythreesuns |
06-08-2013 09:39 AM |
LAST UPDATE: Black, White, Red Quilt...
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I will start out with a little history first, so the rest of the story fits. The guy holding the pillow is a young guy we took into our home and became a part of our family for life. He did not have a great home life at all with his mom, and she had kicked him out when he had just turned 16. So we took him in to our home, as one of our own. He was soooooo very close to his grandma, (closer to her then his own mother) but she lived almost 3 hours from us. So they talked several times a week and she would drive over to see him every couple of weeks. He did not want to leave our area to go live with her, because he had two younger sisters he wanted to stay close with. He also had no idea who his dad was... so he had a very rough childhood. His grandma made that pillow for him to give to me as a thank you for taking her grandson in... no gifts were needed...(she passed away 6 years ago) BUT... grandma and I also made a pack, she would like the pillow to go back to him upon my death.. or when I felt it was time. So I placed the quilt I made for them in a box and on the top of that quilt...I placed that pillow..along with a note what his grandma wanted. So the guy holding the pillow is the groom, the woman holding the quilt is the bride, the two guys holding the quilt up are my oldest two sons. The look on the guys face is me explaining in detail what his grandma and I had talked about and him trying to not sob uncontrolable, while his wife is crying.. by the time I was done explaining, there was not a dry eye in the house. His uncle, who he is very close to, said he knew Jeremy and our family were close, but never realized how close until that weekend...those tears were both sad/happy tears.. then sad to say...the sad tears took over full force on Monday morning when his new brides sister found her hubby dead in bed next to her at 5 am...
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