My dear friends, In the past few weeks I have received more than a handful of caring gifts from some of you. I have been very touched. So imagine how overcome I was this morning to receive two boxes overflowing with love and joy from my dear RCTQ-ers. I couldn't stop bawling until my darling husband said 'Go say Thank You.' So here I am to try and tell you what these gifts have meant to me.
I am touched, blessed and humbled by these expressions of caring and love. Who ever thought I would merit a HUG??? I don't know why you chose me for this honor, but thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Such gorgeous fabric! I know you each shared something you loved. That makes the gift more precious. And thank you so much for thinking of my husband and sons. The cookies have been protected from a few onslaughts of the cookie-eating monsters in my house, but over the next few days they will be the centerpiece of many happy moments as we drink tea and cocoa and munch on what from now on will be known as "Hug Cookies."
I love the patterns. Someday I will even make the quilts from the patterns. (I will become a better, faster quilter, I will!) I have always wanted a little tiny cutting board and the one you sent is now hanging cheerily on my Christmas tree with a bright red ribbon. After the holidays, it goes to work in my "studio."
Alas, the little gingerbread house, it had a different fate. It was admired and handed round and was sitting on the table. I went to put it on the tree and realized the little house was gone, and so was Jojo. I tracked the thief to his bed and there he was, tenderly licking the roof of the little house through the tiniest hole in the cellophane. He looked up at me with the silliest, goofiest most blissful look on his face as if to say 'Look Mom, they hugged me too.' I didn't think you would mind if I let him have a little piece of it.
As for the rest, I have prayed for a helping hand. I just keep forgetting that we are all God's hands. Thank you so much. You have helped more than you will ever know. I have had a hard time these past few weeks getting into the Christmas spirit. Now that has changed. I feel such love and fellowship and that is what Christmas truly means. I will put a little piece of each of the gorgeous fabrics you sent into the hug quilt I am making for my friend from the Lupus site posting boards. Your love will not stop with me; it will keep giving, as love is meant to do. And I know that Jude will find a way to pass that love on yet again.
Thank you, every one. Bless you all. Know that you have touched my heart deeply. I just know Janae is looking down from Heaven now with a big smile. You would have loved her. She was a true quilter. And we all know that quilters have the biggest hearts in the world.
Love, Sunny