I think I have made somewhere around 130 quilts. I kid you not, I mass produced in high school. While I rarely quilt now, someday I'll get back to it. In the meantime, this special one brings me so much joy. It's king sized. Lots of tiny pieces. It took me forever. I made it for my grandfather. I just put it on his bed when he was in the other room one day. He was so surprised. He kept it on his bed and never slept under it. He didn't want to ruin it. Every night he folded it back down. Every morning he pulled it back up. When he passed away, my dear Aunt Harriett knew how happy that quilt made him and she asked if she could keep it to remember him. I agreed. After she passed away, my dad one day came home with the quilt. I am so happy to have it back, not just because I love it, but I love the journey it had gone on. I look at it and it reminds me of those I loved.