I’ve become fairly emotionally attached to this quilt that I made last fall, even though it doesn’t really match any of the colors in my home. It was my first really solid attempt at free motion quilting, which, miraculously, I achieved on an old crappy Brother machine in my dark cold basement. I really am in love with it- the window boxes on point, the farm fresh Moda fabrics in soft romantic colors…could decorate a whole room around it. I’ve had it listed on Etsy forever, and just when I thought it may become a permanent resident in my life (yay!), along came a Children’s Hospital auction donation request from a friend. This quilt came to mind immediately, and I feel great about where it’s going. Truly, I might cloud up as I drive away without it snuggled in my passenger seat, but I’ll quickly snap out of it when I remember the little boy with liver disease who’s hopefully going to have a better chance at survival when these auction items sell. In the end, I think we all craft because it makes life more beautiful. What a sobering, uplifting opportunity to turn that sentiment into tangible reality for someone’s beautiful precious child. Feeling grateful, grateful, grateful tonight.