The Hand
I know that there are times when the hand of God steers me. In the store this morning I had my grocery shopping done and was headed out to the car. As I looked back as I got in the car, I saw a friend just going into the store. The cane came back out of the car with me and I was determined to catch up with Linda.
From the back of my memory I remembered working with Linda on a quilt that we did for a fundraiser. I had questions for Linda. Her and I stepped to the side of the quiet dog food aisle and chit chatted for a bit. When I did leave the store it was as if I was walking on cloud nine. Linda is now retired from teaching in the Comfrey school and has taken a role with their church making quilts for Minnesota nursing homes.
In my sewing studio I have what her group can use. I quilt with cotton and I never mix blends as they will not wear or launder the same. I happen to have material that is a poly/cotton blend. It is new, clean material. My sweet daughter-in-law, Kersten, thought of me prior to the dumpster arriving at the closing of the Dueber’s store in Fairfax. It was as if there had been a calling that this fabric could be put to a wonderful use.
I am still sewing, piecing quilt patterns, and able to do quite a bit after the stroke. No . . . it doesn’t go as fast as it had prior, but then, where am I going in a hurry! Slow and steady as no one in the family is on the list for a new quilt at this time. Absolutely . . . I have several ready to go when the need arises.
Linda was so excited for what she will be coming to our home for and then taking with her. We have exchanged phone numbers and next week I will give her a call. Of course we will have coffee and cookies before lightening the load from the sewing studio.
Yes . . . the hand of God pulled me back into the grocery store today. I couldn’t leave the store empty handed so . . . we can always use some extra toilet paper.