For almost 3 years, I’ve been working on a quilt.
Not just any quilt.
A quilt made out of pieces of my mom’s old clothing.
Today is the 8th anniversary of her passing.
Today is also the date I set for myself to finish the quilt.
Except . . .
I didn’t really want a quilt.
a breakthrough moment
I think the reason I procrastinated so long with making this quilt is because I knew I didn’t really need it. I already had a blanket that I liked, so I wasn’t sure how much use it would get.
But I’d already cut all the squares and was about half-way done. Shouldn’t I finish what I started?
If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you’ll know that my answer to that is a resounding: NO!
So I told myself that if I didn’t do something else with the quilt by today’s date, that I’d have to donate the whole thing.
How’s that for motivation?
I started brainstorming what else I could turn the quilt into that I’d actually use.
Then I realized that I kept looking at picnic blankets when I was at the store. Why buy a picnic blanket, when I could turn my mom’s quilt into one?
So the quilt has become a picnic blanket. I’ve even sewn a tablecloth to the bottom to make it water-resistant.
I plan on spending many lazy summer afternoons on it enjoying a book or a picnic lunch.
We used to have a lot of beach picnics when I was a kid, so it’s quite fitting. I think my mom would approve. Funny how these things have a way of working out.
Maybe one day it might go back to being a quilt. Or a pillow. Or something else.
But for right now, it’s going on a picnic!
P.S. I wrote about how I let go of most of my mom’s possessions in this post.