Blankets

I have not forgotten I promised my brother and his kids a very specific Christmas present.

I told them I would take the collection of little puppy scarves my mom had saved from each trip to the groomers, and sew them into quilts.

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I worked on matching triangles into squares in the months early after mom died, keeping myself breathing and busy during one miscarriage after another.

And then the foster care kids came, and my sewing table was taken down.

Except while Nathan was gone last week, I had his empty desk space.

So I stole it, and have worked on sewing the triangle squares into bigger squares, setting the blocks of the different blankets.

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I am almost through these hardest pieces, and then will be ready to pick out the back of each blanket from some of her clothes we saved, and will quilt the pieces together.

It feels like running, sewing for hours, losing yourself in the rhythm of it, feeling as far away as when writing, and the deep breathing that comes from hard work that relaxes me.

And it feels right to finish this project these final weeks as my year of grief comes to a close.

My mom really, really loved her puppies.

I really, really loved my mom.

My family really, really loves blankets.

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About Emily

I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints since 2009. I serve as a Chaplain, and work as a counselor. I got bilateral cochlear implants in 2010, but will always love sign language. I choose books over television, and organics over processed. Nothing is as close to flying as ballroom dancing - except maybe running, when in the solo mood. I would rather be outside than anywhere else, especially at the river riding my bike or kayaking. PhD in Marriage and Family Therapy, and currently doing a post-doc in Jewish Studies and an MDiv in Pastoral Counseling. The best thing about Emily World is that it's always an adventure, even if (not so) grammatically precise. The only thing better than writing is being married to a writer. Nathan Christensen and I were married in the Oklahoma City temple on 13 October 2012, and have since fostered more than eighty-five children. We have adopted the six who stayed, and are totally and completely and helplessly in love with our family. Nathan writes musical theater, including "Broadcast" (a musical history of the radio) and an adaption of Lois Lowry's "The Giver". He served his mission in South Korea, has taught song-writing in New York City public schools, and worked as a theater critic for a Tucson newspaper. This is not an official Web site of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

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