May 5

I love this quilt.

I found it after my mom passed away; it is too bad that I don't know its story but it is obvious from the worn fabric that I am not the first person to have loved it.

Maybe that bright blue was a dress my mom had as a young woman, or perhaps the pink-with-red-dots that's worn nearly away was a summer nightgown.  And who quilted those tiny stitches?

I keep the quilt on the sofa in the living room; at night when I can't sleep, I pull it close and think about all the colors, the fabric, the care that went into it.

I love this quilt.

Lubbock, Texas