Today I worked on a quilt for my best friend from childhood. The quilt was originally for her mom, who was fighting cancer, but when she lost the battle, my mom and I decided to make it instead in memory of her. We'll give it to her daughter (my friend) once the final pieces have been put together. The quilt has been difficult to make, each piece reminding me of what was lost. However hard it was, though, I am so grateful for the ability to have known her, and the memories I can look back on. Good or bad, memories are incredible things that give me hope for the future and some comfort for the present.
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