No there are so many mistakes in this quilt top, but that isn't important. This was a quilt that I made to learn how to do needle turn applique but it has taught me a lot more.
Back in August 2002 I emerged from the Doctor's surgery at the hospital in a daze after being told that the lump in my breast would have to be surgically removed because the biopsy had come back positive. My mother had died of breast cancer and my cousin had just had her breast removed. I kept telling myself this wasn't the 1960's, a lot had been discovered about the disease since then.
I needed to pull myself together so headed to a patchwork shop nearby to buy some fabric, (typical response of a fabricaholic) and there behind the counter was Denise who I known from another shop that had recently shut down. Denise had been a Home Economics teacher in the past and we had a number of acquaintances in common. I blurted out my diagnoses, and Denise being Denise knew just the right words to say.
The up shot of this was that after the operation and while still receiving treatment I joined a Saturday morning group with her to learn needle turn applique. I finished all the blocks and the sawtooth shashing and took it to the shop to show her. She wasn't there. She had been diagnosed with cancer. I put the quilt away and couldn't look at it again until I heard that she was recovering well. I spoke to her and things seemed positive, so, I was able to start on the shashing. But unfortunately her cancer returned again and within a short time she died. Every time I looked at the quilt I felt guilty. I had lived and Denise, who was a much better person than I, who was loved by lots of people, who was talented and had so much to live for, had died and I hadn't.
Then this year again I was told there was a lump in my breast that would have to be removed. The tests had come back unclear but there was my family and personal history to be considered. It was then that I pulled out this quilt again. There are so many mistakes. Some of the leaves are not smooth, an occassional point is off, not all the saw tooth points are perfect. But it really doesn't matter. Who am I to question the goodness of God or his divine will.
The next set of test after the removal of the lump came back clear. So I pulled that quilt out again and remembered all the friendship, support and love I had experienced when stitching it. I shouldn't feel guilty, rather I had been blessed. I took the quilt away with me to finish this last weekend and as I stitched I remembered what a beautiful person Denise was and how lucky I was to have known her.