M’s story is not mine to tell… but it’s a little sad… and whilst I’ve never met her personally I know of her and Mr M and his friends from way back then are all helping her out
I wanted to do something too so I made her a quilt. It’s what I know to do.
A simple quilt, from fabric I had in my stash. A quilt made quickly because it’s getting cold and nobody should be cold in winter.
Warm browns and soft blues and flowers because I know she loves flowers.
Mr M said she liked it.
I hope it reminds her that she’s not alone.