As is so often then way when let ourselves do what feels right in the moment, the universe fills in the rest of the pieces for us. Very soon after I finished my ‘waiting’ Beatrix Potter quilt, I found out who it was intended for. A very good friend of mine who I met when taking Pip to baby classes told me she was pregnant with her second, much longed for, child. I was delighted for her (obviously) and it just felt totally right that I’d been making a quilt for her baby without realising it. She’s an amazingly kind person with really strong personal sense of faith. I liked that my hand had been guided towards making the quilt for her baby.
It gave me great joy a few months later to hand it over when we met up when her son was about a month old. She even sent me some cute pictures a little while later as she felt the quilt made a nice background. Yay! I love it when quilts find the right home.
My Patchwork Home 