This means something different for everyone. Last weekend my daughter married a kind, respectful, wonderful man in a beautiful ceremony and celebration.

People kept asking ME if I was nervous. Why would I be nervous? I wasn’t. My work was done.

In the months leading up to the wedding, I sewed furiously. I pieced a large quilt on my Singer treadle sewing machine, then quilted it on my Husqvarna workhorse.

And finished it with one day to spare.

My daughter incorporated two shawls I made into the day’s events.

It was a beautiful day.

And marks the beginning of a beautiful life together, filled with love, laughter, golf, and delicious meals.