My mom taught me to sew. Starting around 25 years ago.
My Grandma taught my mom to sew.
My friend's {
Amy's} mom {Nevada} taught me to quilt. About 10 years ago.
My same friend's sister {Staci} taught Amy and Nevada to quilt.
A little history.
Staci was already married and moved away by the time Amy and I became friends {almost 24 years ago}. As teenagers, we went to visit her a few times in California. All we wanted to do was play at the beach and go to the mall. Staci and Bob carted us around to make it happen. They were great hosts. And quite generous to entertain 2 teen girls.
When my first child was born 11+ years ago, Nevada sent me the most amazing baby quilt I had ever seen. Not a tied quilt like I had made before, but a pieced, vintage-inspired, machine-quilted quilt. It was something totally new. It was gorgeous. I HAD to learn how to do this! Later, Amy gifted me a beautiful quilt when my second child was born too. Nevada and Amy continued to pump out stunning quilts. Teaching me along the way as well. And according to them, Staci was the mastermind behind it all. I kept hearing "Staci found this fabric," and "Staci showed me this stippling technique," and "Staci made this beautiful Danish quilt." She was almost legendary.
So, the other day, imagine my excitement when a package arrived with Staci's name in the return address. 2 darling quilts inside. A total surprise. Staci also happens to have twin boys. Only hers are getting ready to leave on missions to Brazil. Wow.
I am so happy to be the recipient of these quilts for my babies. Really thrilled, actually. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE QUILTS and am very touched by her thoughtfulness.
Thank you Staci!
And Nevada.
And Amy.
And Grandma.
And Mom.
I am a quilter because of all of you.