Memories of My Daddy

Holidays since Sept. 4, 2008 have never been the same. The reason: my Daddy was killed in a car accident that sunny afternoon. Ever since then, we have looked at holidays and really every day differently. Not necessarily because we are unable to celebrate them because of his death, but because we are still alive and need to continue on...for ourselves, other family members, friends and most of all, my sweet girls.

Last Christmas, we were in a fog. This Christmas, reality had set in.

Unknown to me or my sister, my WONDERFUL MOM gave some of my Dad's clothing to my cousin, Kelly. (She is a master quilter!!!) With LOVE, she made a blanket for my mom, my sister, and me. She had enough to make a pillow for Allison, a pillow for Claire, and a baby blanket for Kate's baby, Luke(due in mid Feb.).

So it was Christmas Eve 2009, and it was time to open the last of the pile of presents. My sister, Allison, Claire, and I were each given one to open was from my mom. The card let me know it had to do with my dad...well the tears began to fall as I opened the gift. That is where I saw the blanket for the first time. I was shocked because I thought my mom made the decision to donate my dad's clothing (which she did give some of it away). I will cherish this blanket for the rest of my life, and I truly thank my mom for sharing some of my dad with us.

Thank you, Kelly for making a beautiful quilt with love!!! I love you!!!!

Thanks, MOM!!! I love you!!!!
We will continue to love and remember Dad and get stronger each and every day...


Allison and Claire's pillows


My Quilt