A Mother’s Love
On our first anniversary, my mother, who is now a spry going-on 85, surprised my husband and I with this anniversary quilt. It might look like an ordinary quilt to most of you, and the patterns probably appear simplistic to a seasoned quilter. But what makes this quilt so special is that the hearts are made from remnants of clothing my mother had made for me as a child. From Connecticut to Hawaii, to Northern California to Hawaii, to Japan to Southern California, and finally to New Jersey, she tucked away these bits of my childhood. Her plan, while I was hanging by my knees in the pink, plaid seersucker culottes; her plan, while I was singing in the Christmas choir in a plaid skirt; her plan, while I attended my brother’s ’67 high school graduation in a dress of daisies; her plan, while I was trading clothes with a friend because she loved my green calico dress better than hers–my mother’s plan to someday create a quilt to celebrate her daughter’s (my) marriage bespeaks a love too deep for words. Happy Mother’s Day to my Mom!