"When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice."
A quilt to some people is just a bunch of colorful scraps, but to me it represents a very special time in my life. I guess I never realized this until my grandmother passed away last year. While I was growing up my grandma was always important, but now that she has gone, her memory lives on forever in my quilt.
I was only 12 years old when my grandma gave me a quilt for my birthday. At first, I was very unimpressed! It was just a blanket until I unfolded it and truly saw what it represented. My grandma proceeded to explain everything that was portrayed in the quilt. I listened, and only being twelve I didn't pay much attention.
She told me that each square represented a time in my life.
The first square was a beautiful baby blue with dark dazzling blue stars scattered about. This was the fabric of my baby blanket my grandma had made me when I was born. The next square consisted of various colors of cloth underneath my first christening dress. The dress was so tiny, yet so very beautiful. The third square was the fabric of my first kindergarten dress my grandma had bought me. It was a vibrant pink with yellow flowers in a row. The fourth square was that of my very first soccer jersey with the number 2, grass stains and all. The fifth square was the fabric of the dress I wore to my first school dance. The last square was the most special to me. My grandmother put a piece of her wedding dress in the square, and...