I generally keep my blog posts on this blog related to quilting, but on this day, I must venture into a more personal area... You see, this day is extremely special to me for two reasons. It is this day that defines my spiritual being, for on this day some 2000+ years ago, my Lord and Savior rose from the grave after literally going Hell and back for me. He Conquered death so that I, and each of you could spend eternity with Him.
This day is special for me too because it was my Grandmother's favorite holiday. Grandma would wake up every Easter morning long before the sun rose and she would head to church where she always read scripture during the sunrise service. She always participated in every other service on Easter morning as well.
It was Grandma who taught me to needle point at a very young age, which I admit I resisted... "Boys don't needlepoint", I told her. So she said, "Why Not?" When I couldn't give her a good reason, she handed me a little piece she had started and began to teach me what I needed to know to finish it. I really did enjoy it, and that year I made a pin cushion for her for Christmas. (The year before she died, she gave it back to me.)
|Needle Point Pin Cushion|
Made by Me circa 1975
Several years later, I taught myself to cross stitch (not a huge leap considering I had learned needlepoint many years earlier). It was only appropriate that she receive my first Cross Stitch project, a two panel Southwest scene that I chose because she and Grandpa had just chosen to retire in Arizona.
And then I leaned to sew. And now, I LOVE quilting...
A few years ago, Grandma went home to spend eternity with the Savior she served while she lived here on earth and I look forward to the day that I will see her again.
I often wonder what her critique of my quilting would be. What tips would she give me? What advice would she share? How often would Grandma comment on my blog?