I asked my teen son if he’d like a new quilt. His has teddy bears on it. I didn’t know if his friends had made fun of him. “No, mom. Guys don’t care. I’m perfectly comfortable with this one. It’s cozy.”
My mom had made the quilt when he was a baby. Lots of love and hope have pored through the fibers of that quilt and, although it’s a bit faded, it’s in good condition. So maybe I’ll ask again next year when he’s in High School and maybe well just flip to the other side, a blue check, and keep the comfort until college.
So today I will leave you with reruns-a little comfort to get your thrival on. I hope you don’t mind. I made it with love.