the beginning of a quilt story

About 22 years ago, I took a quilting class.  I already knew how to sew because Mum taught me how to sew when I was pretty young and I took all the sewing classes possible when I was in high school.  I learned some of the basics in the quilting class.  Of course, quilting was a lot different back then.  It was all about the hand quilting.  Colours were different.  And I made a few pillows and a pot holder.  It was all good.  I made a baby quilt too because we were waiting for our baby girl to be born.  We had to go all the way to Peru though because that is where we found her.

The quilt is a simple 9 patch.  It has been washed a lot but it is in really good shape considering.  I hand quilted it in pink and on the white squares are simple teddy bears in pink thread.  I should have taken a picture of that.  And I embroidered her name and the year of her birth on the quilt.

Our wee girl will turn 22 this July and this week we will celebrate her graduation with a Bachelor of Science degree in Nursing.  We are SO very proud of her.  And we know that just like this quilt story, it is just the beginning for her.  Love you, Bug!