When we married eighteen years ago, I gained a great extended family. My mother-in-law is one of six siblings and all but one had children. Her youngest brother, Al, is married to wonderful woman, Paulette Rose. They had five kids, four daughters and a son.
I love all my family, but there's something special about Aunt Paulette. She has a goofy sense of humor and is kind and generous. She makes the best deviled eggs and has been known to bring a plate of them just for us to family gatherings. She shares a name in common with my mom, Rose.
She has seen more than her share of hardship. She and Uncle Al lost their son just a month after his twenty-first birthday. She's battled lymphoma several times. And then there was the huge oak tree that crashed through the roof of her newly remodeled bedroom just has her family began to sing "Happy Birthday" to her.
And, on top of all that, she has four daughters that don't sew a stitch! Not a bit.
Aunt Paulette is one of the craftiest and most creative people I know. She sews and crochets and embroiders. For a while she had her own craft store, Colorado Rose, in which she sold all sorts of beautiful and interesting things that she made. She worked at a quilt shop, had a machine embroidery business, and frequently sold at craft fairs. She crochets baby blankets for a local hospital's NICU patients.
When we get together we can talk for hours about what we are working on and creating. She quite kindly oohs and aahs over whatever my latest project happens to be.
Remember I mentioned not one of her daughters sews? Well, that's been lucky for me. She has been thinning out her stash and I've been the recipient of two trunk-loads worth of material and notions and even a sewing dummy.
I have already put some of the material to good use, making a baby quilt from a sweet green and yellow vintage print. And, don't tell Aunt Paulette, but she's getting her own quilt for Christmas this year!
|D's baby quilt|