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
I think these types of quilts are always wonderful, and metaphoric … the fabric of our stories, lives woven together (ok, it’s a quilt, not a woven object, but you get the idea) :-)
like books
they’re an anthology
of stories
Textiles can be so intimate. I have the flag from my mother’s funeral. It’s faded, but still folded into a triangle. One of my memory triangles.
textiles
the smell, touch
trigger so many
memories
It is beautiful, but more importantly it has to be filled with love.
so much
love
Flying Geese is such a wonderful pattern….and a Beautiful quilt of many colors and memories
you write the most beautiful poems ..such emotion seems to hold the
lines together…
Take Care…
)0(
ladyblue
it is
such a
beautiful gift
~
thank you
A few years ago here in Ireland those who had still born babies were invited to make a patch.. Each patch was then joined together into a giant quilt. My friend had lost her first child just an hour before a full term normal delivery. Her mum had also lost a child many years before when times were different. Unlike her daughter who took her baby home and spent time with her, her mum had not been allowed to hold her daughter or even bury her in a family plot. Now all those years later she was able to really acknowledge her daughter, and the two patches were sown on the quilt together. Your beautiful post reminded me of those patches.
thanks so much
for sharing
your beautiful words
~
it’s only fitting
finding warmth
comfort
sharing a quilt
with others