My lovely cousin tragically lost her husband too early from a brain tumor, six months ago. I offered to make her a quilt from some of his shirts.
She gave me six of his shirts, two short sleeved, I cut every piece of fabric from them that I could (and saved the buttons, if anyone has a good idea to make something with them, a picture? Christmas decoration??? Let me know)
I decided that I would try and make not only a large quilt for her bed, but three smaller ones, one for each child (17,15,7) and I managed to get enough fabric! All of the sashing, backing and binding is fabric from my stash, but all the pieces are from shirts.
Of course me being me decided to make four quilts on Sunday, and I’m meeting her tomorrow (Friday) so I started breaking down the shirts Monday, finished them all by weds and today I’m just appliquing hearts (from scraps of shirt fabric) onto pillow cases to “wrap” them. She will get them tomorrow and I know she’ll be delighted. As @sloth003 said, this kind of work is bittersweet. So sad, but it’s a privilege to be able to do it.
It’s a grey day here in Ireland, so the colours are pretty true to life in these.
This is for my cousin, I appliqued two hearts onto this one. There is one heart on each of the others.
This for the eldest who is a girl.
This for the older boy
And this for the 7 year old.
I bought four pillowcases, and put another heart on each, I’ll put a quilt in each one to give to her tomorrow.
I need to go and lie down in a darkened room now!
