My mama brought me a family quilt today.
Isn’t it beautiful?!
It was made by two “old maid” cousins of my grandmother – Nellie & Goldie (how awesome are those names, btw?!).
My grandmother passed away last year, so the quilt (and another one like it) went to my mother. My mother brought one to me and gave the other to my sister.
I love this quilt! It still smells like my grandmother – a combination of her soap, baby powder, and the drawer liners she used in her bureau – and it makes me feel connected to the women in my family, going back generations.
I would absolutely LOVE to learn how to do this. Not only is it a practical skill, but quilting allows you to create a family heirloom that can be handed down for years to come. I can just envision myself sitting in front of a fire on a cold winter evening, quilting my little heart out.
Quilting and skills like it – what I refer to as “heirloom skills” – are being lost. I worry that, in the not-so-distant future, the people who know how to quilt or can or grow food will be long gone. And those skills will be forgotten for good. People don’t seem to appreciate or care about that stuff anymore. Everything is so massed produced these days that anything made by hand is something to be treasured.
I want to do my part to keep that knowledge alive by learning and passing it down to my children. A very special, very important family heirloom.