This was bigger than I desired so I cut it in half and made 2 lap size quilts. I knew I would give one to my older sister, Denise and keep the matching one.
The day I took them to be quilted, [I only did the top piecing], we found out she had cancer. Sadly, she would leave us six months later. We spent those 6 months talking and reliving a lifetime.
I mailed her quilt to her once I had the binding finished. She kept it near.
What I did not know was that she had made a wish known and that was for the quilt to be buried with her. She entered eternal slumber covered with my love. I miss you, Denise.
Soon it will be 3 years since she said goodbye. The pain never dulls. The void never fills. I've just learned to live around it.
The other half? It's here. I plan to pass it down with memories I shared with Denise.
Teresa, Denise and Mama are gone. I never imagined growing old alone. It's up to me to to pass on what I can for our family.