Sick Day

The fall weather is here and I love it, but with the fall weather comes yucky sinus stuff. Katie was sick this last week, but now it's my turn. Lou took the kids to church this morning to allow me to get some rest. So, I'm here on the sofa cuddled up in my jammies pants, my Monkey Socks, and one of my Grandmama's quilts knitting and listening to our pastor Chris Conlee of Highpoint Church teach the last sermon of the amazing Love Works series. If you are looking for a church, you are welcome at Highpoint. We are a perfect place for imperfect people.
I wanted to show you a pic of my quilt that I am cuddled up with. My Grandmama McCaleb made it many years ago. Since she lived out of town, I didn't know her very well. She moved in with my aunt, who used to baby sit me, when I was about seven but by then she was sick and not quite herself. She passed away when I was eight. One of the legacies she left me was her craftiness. I feel so blessed to have inherited my creativity gene from both sides of my family. She was an amazing quilter and I love the fact that I have one of her's in my collection. This quilt is my absolute favorite. It is blue and has doves with olive branches appliqued onto the blocks. It is cozy and soft after many years of wear.

I can't tell you how much it means to me to have a hand made heirloom. My hope is that someday when my granddaughter is my age, she will be able to wrap up in one of my hand knitted shawls and think of my legacy to her.