The Friendship Quilt

In 1993, my parents' oldest friend (as in years known, not actual age)

made them a quilt for their 30th wedding anniversary.

That was the year that my sister and I threw them a surprise party. 

When we stayed at Mum's the night before her funeral, 

I saw it on the bed in the spare room.

My friend-who's-like-my-brother was sleeping in that room.

It's his mum who was my parents' oldest friend.

I looked at it and thought, "I'm taking that home."

Every piece was stitched by hand, 

and there's a hidden personal touch.

In the early part of 2014, I made a quilt square for the lovely Deb.

I think she is currently piecing together all the squares she received.

That was the sum total of my quilting career.  

But now I have a handmade one on the end of my spare bed.

{Confession: Auntie S, the mum of my friend-who's-like-my-brother, made me a quilt for my 30th birthday.  It's bottle green and lime green.  The lime green used to be cream until it went into the washing machine.  I never really liked it {I've never publicly admitted that before, gulp}.  Where is it now?  In the back of our car, where it is used as a blanket for the pooch.

Happily, he loves it!}