What a beautiful piece you have woven here Freya - both the writing and the quilt.
A sense of nostalgia arose in me as I read. That reminder of my son's ( now 18 and just had first year at University :-) ) hand in mine when he was little. The soft innocent warm entwining of his trusting clasp enclosed in my supposedly older and wiser hand.
What a beautiful piece you have woven here Freya - both the writing and the quilt.
A sense of nostalgia arose in me as I read. That reminder of my son's ( now 18 and just had first year at University :-) ) hand in mine when he was little. The soft innocent warm entwining of his trusting clasp enclosed in my supposedly older and wiser hand.
This quilt is, and will be, such a precious gift to your son and yourself. Seems like the Universe knew that it was something that needed to take time for that story to unfold.
Thanks Jo--you are in the thick of it too, figuring out who our children are in relationship to us as they become adults. It's funny the way things take shape in ways we can't anticipate--and that's what becomes meaningful. 💜
What a beautiful piece you have woven here Freya - both the writing and the quilt.
A sense of nostalgia arose in me as I read. That reminder of my son's ( now 18 and just had first year at University :-) ) hand in mine when he was little. The soft innocent warm entwining of his trusting clasp enclosed in my supposedly older and wiser hand.
This quilt is, and will be, such a precious gift to your son and yourself. Seems like the Universe knew that it was something that needed to take time for that story to unfold.
Thank you for sharing this heart felt story. Jo 🩵
Thanks Jo--you are in the thick of it too, figuring out who our children are in relationship to us as they become adults. It's funny the way things take shape in ways we can't anticipate--and that's what becomes meaningful. 💜