My husband was one of "49" grandchildren. Can you wrap your mind around a fact like that? And, to make it even more difficult for you to grasp, his grandma handmade quilts for each and everyone of her grandchildren. Pictured here is the one she made for my husband. This one is cut and appliqued, then quilted many years ago. As I was looking at the detailed workmanship on this quilt, I thought to myself, just how different I am as a grandma today. I now have six grandchildren and I have never made a quilt. I have been told that this dear lady never had a driver's license. She loved to quilt, making close to 100 quilts in her lifeftime, enjoyed making afghans, tending to her flower gardens,lots of laughter, and loved being around little children. We feel quite blessed to have this lovely quilt in our posession, knowing the time and love that went into each stitch. His grandma passed away when he was in his early twenties.
My grandma made quilts also, and she too made one for each of her "19" grandchildren. She also made each one of us afghans. I remember when she made this daisy one for me and how fortunate I felt to receive it. She also loved to quilt and thought it crucial for me to learn. I clearly remember one of her quilting parties, where I was invited. She patiently showed me how to make the stitches, evenly and in a straight line. I remember quite well, how the day seemed to last forever, and quickly I realized quilting just was not for me. Poor grandma. I am sure she was disappointed that I did not learn to love what she did. Both of our grandmas seemed to enjoy similar pasttimes, and fortunately for us, they left us with visible reminders of their care and love.
I look at this afghan so differently now than I did when she gave it to me. Now, that I am a grandma and I know how much I love my grandchildren and how happy I am to create for them. Funny how that is. I now treasure this piece. By the way, I was the 75th great-grandchildren when I was born. My grandpa was one of 13 children. In today's world, this info seemed so difficult to comprehend.
Yes, my world is totally different than their world, but the similarity is that we each treasure the precious little ones that we were given.