Quilt in Progress
What could be better than a quilting bee? While you sit around a quilt and put tiny stitches into fabric, your mind is free to focus on the women surrounding you. The women who attend your quilting bee are usually dear relatives like daughters and mothers and sisters, and while your hands are busy, your conversation knits your hearts together in love.
Yesterday, two of my sisters, my mother, and I spent the afternoon quilting the wall hanging I am giving away in my website contest. Three of us have to wear corrective eyewear to see the needle and thread, two of us have grandchildren, and all of us have hectic lives. But quilting is almost like meditation. You have to be still and focus on a single point while being careful not to injure yourself. (According to my sister, a quilt isn’t really finished until a little blood is spilled.) How often do any of us sit down with the people we love and have a meaningful conversation? Most days, my children and I are lucky if we say “good morning,” “good night,” and “please, don’t put your shoes on the table.”
But quilting reminds us to slow down and focus on the most important things—like each other. And when we’re done, we’re left with something beautiful to remind us of lives stitched together in love.