The blue ones are from your mother's wedding dress and the other colors are from different moments that I will remember all of my life. I can take my past into the future. I can work on this now, with you, and pass it along. This quilt is my masterpiece. I asked, pouting.
Dreams are the wishes the heart makes.
Many years have come and gone since I woke up one winter's morning and found that beautiful quilt covering me. Then I understood the tears that had been in her eyes. I forgot about the quilt until today when I was talking to a friend. He is also an aspiring writer and I found that we have a lot in common, even though he is more experienced and I consider him my teacher and my mentor. We shared how we both have note pads where we gather bits and pieces of ourselves and parts of our lives.