when we were
expecting our
stillborn son
mom made a quilt
~
little triangles
scrap fabric
from old clothes
sewn during her lifetime
~
my old shirt
when I was five
~
I remember
that dress
when you danced
with dad
~
thank you
for the stories
our memories
~
sweet!
fabulous
I come from a family that saves everything, makes it into something else or finds it a good home. This quilt is so beautiful! The true essence of an heirloom…a treasure that will keep taking on meaning. Tiny stitches from the hands with love.
yes, there is a beauty
in saving things with love
with meaning
and being resourceful
What a wonderful gift. I bet your son can feel the love every time he touches this quilt.
the only time
his ashes sat
on the folded quilt
during his memorial
~
he was stillborn
Oh, God, Geo Sans. I’m so sorry. I had no idea. His name was Geo? My condolences.
I still think that your son can feel the love.
Tender {{{Hugs}}} Kozo
that’s okay Kozo
his name wasn’t geo
~
this blog
is my therapy
for losing my dad
my son
within a 3 month span
~
it was almost 7 years
but time for the
healing to start
Thank you for sharing your heart, Geo Sans. I believe people come in our world and leave our world at the perfect time to teach us the lessons we need to learn. I also believe that when they leave they are at peace no matter what the age or circumstances. I don’t know if this helps or not. {{{Hugs}}} Kozo
thanks for your kindness Kozo
To collect so many memories into one identifying piece. Beautiful.
Heartbreaking and beautiful. Something you can hold.
a timeless treasure