It seems like every time someone passes away in my life, that I make a quilt to heal from it with. I put a small knitted purse inside of the container that holds the quilt. It had a few candles in it so the scent that it carried was very strong and now whenever I put the quilt on my lap to work on it, I can smell the candles that are long gone. I can see the finish line with this quilt. Not too much longer and it will be done. It's been a meditation on patience and life. A mending of my spirit. I'm in the home stretch and it's been a pleasant journey so I think that I will continue to do crazy quilts for awhile and see what happens.
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