I was not going to be a quilter. My grandmother was a quilter, and she cut up perfectly good fabrics just to sew them back together. She hand quilted in the evenings with her stand-up frame and her lap frame. She made quilts, wall hangings, place mats, and table runners. And she gifted many lovely things to me and her other family members.

But because of her, and with her help, I made my very first quilt. Over the years, I found more and more time to sew. I also discovered the wide world of quilting blogs with inspiration at my fingertips. And I met the most wonderful and amazing people who love quilting as I do, as my grandmother did, and as her grandmothers did before her.

I am a quilter! I'm thankful for the encouragement and support of both my family members and the quilting community that I know online and in real life. Happy quilting!