Hard To Make

Some things are just hard to make. But maybe it's harder to let things with sentimental value pass through your life, and then be gone. So yesterday, as I was going through Nash's clothes, I set some things aside to someday make a quilt. I do this every time I go through my kids things. We have gotten so many wonderful gifts and have spent so much ourselves on these clothes. And we have pictures and memories and attachments. So instead of putting them aside, I got out my rotary cutter and ruler and board and closed my eyes and took a deep breath and made the first cut.

To put this into perspective, for the most part, a yard of nice quilting fabric can be had for around $10. I rarely pay more than that. Heavy-weight decorator fabric is around $20-40 per yard. The first shirt of Nash's I cut into was a Tea shirt that cost $35 and I got from it two 9x6 inch pieces of fabric. Ouch. Of course there are also onesies from Old Navy, with no less sentimental attachment because we have pictures of him in it, maybe a month old, on the changing table in his pack'n'play, looking up at the mobile with wonder in his eyes. There's a piece of a button-down shirt he calls his "work shirt, like Daddy's work shirt." The shirt he wore to his first birthday party, which I bought in St. Armands Circle in Florida, when Nash and I took a trip to visit a friend. His "big brother" t-shirt. Shirts that were presents from Grandparents. A white t that is SO dirty from his early eating adventures.


So one day and it's done. I made the seams out, just because I thought I'd like the way it looked, and I do. I backed it with t-shirts my Dad had given me to use for my projects. It is so soft and so filled with wonderful memories. My husband loves it too, he also remembers it all. The only question is, is this my quilt, or Nash's?