Not the Post I was Planning on Today

My beloved Grandma Nan passed away last night in her sleep. She was 79 years young. This first photo is of her and I and my dad (who passed away last Sept.) on her 75th birthday party. The picture with my messed up star quilt is one of my favorite memories of Grandma Nan. She liked to sew and when I lived back in Wisconsin we would often get together to sew. She helped me with this quilt...I laid it out on the living room floor and was to match up what went to what and pin and she would sew at the kitchen table. It was alot of up and down for me and we did alot of rearranging trying to get the pattern right. This was pretty early in my quilting and with no design wall, etc. this really was too difficult for me. Grandma trusted my pinning and such and we caught a few minor disasters and unsewed and resewed, etc. I recall learning how to do inset seams because I found a few turned around pieces and took them out and redid them before sending it off to be quilted. I was so proud when the quilt was done! After it was quilted and hung up and I took photos, well one day weeks later I realized that with all that froggin around we still had screwed up (this the name my messed up star quilt)! Somehow I had completely mixed up two of the colors in the placement and we had carefully pinned and sewed them together with them in the wrong places. You can see the green in the picture does not add to the star idea! Anyways, by then it was too late and I have all these fabulous memories of sewing with Grandma Nan so it doesn't really matter :)


The picture was taken at my graduation party. The last picture was taken a little over a month ago when I was visiting Wisconsin...we went out to eat and I shared that picture back then, but we also stopped by her place for a quick visit and took these pictures. This is my oldest son Coleman with me and Grandma Nan. She is the last of my grandmas. I still have two living grandfathers. I am just sorry to lose her so soon after losing my Dad.

Today I went through pictures for the funeral home and have figured out my ticket for the most part, started packing, called in to work, etc. I am operating in a fog. I am hoping that my sister comes back to Wisconsin with me for the funeral, but if she doesn't Kathy will go. Usually I am the strong one, but today I feel tired of being strong. I will miss you Grandma, hug dad for me til I get there.