I don’t know about anyone else but I’m always getting asked by family members to fix things. Sometimes it’s clothes, sometimes it’s quilts and sometimes my dad tries to sneak in a sock or two. I usually try to help if I can even though it’s not my favorite. I’m a quilter…I love to make quilts. Clothes…not so much.
I have a little story to tell about a project my step sister has for mom and I. I was scared as soon as she called me and said “I have a little project for you.” She showed up at the house with a quilt in hand. I was relieved to see a quilt and not clothing.
Has she lost her mind? She wants us to slap some fabric over these holes and just fix it! Say WHAT?? Just fix it?? Did I hear that right?
Now I’m sure you can all imagine how we reacted when we saw the quilt. We laughed hysterically and told her there’s no way to fix this bad boy. It’s time to let it go and find a new favorite quilt. She kept whispering, “I think you could fix. It’s not that bad. I know you could do it.”
Bless her heart she has no quilting or sewing experience so she really doesn’t get how much of a lost cause this is. So, we showed it to Mary and guess what? Mary laughed hysterically too. See, it’s not just us. It really can’t be fixed. It’s time to let it go.
My grandmother came over tonight and we showed it to her. She laughed hysterically and said “What? Fix this?” It’s time to let it go…
As much as I love her I’m not fixing this pitiful quilt. I told her I would make her a new one instead. She can have a new favorite quilt to love. Hopefully the new one won’t die a slow painful death like this one. But if it does…I’m not fixing it either!