Testimonial from Gail Douglas
"[My husband's clothes] were no use to anyone else, unsuitable for charitable donations and too precious to simply dispose of. But what to do with them?"
There are many difficult decisions and tasks to undertake when a loved one dies and clearing out their clothes is just one of them. When we lost my husband the clothes he had worn became more than just fabric. As a member of the armed forces his uniform was a part of his very being and we were more used to seeing him wearing rig than civvie clothes. Cap tallys, branch badges and deployment t-shirts all documented where he had been, what he had done and the stories relayed back to us, his family who had waited behind lovingly anticipating each and every homecoming. They were no use to anyone else, unsuitable for charitable donations and too precious to simply dispose of. But what to do with them? Lock them away in a box, store them in a drawer or a bin bag and confine them to history, mildew and moths?
Then along came Karen with the solution. Quilts. Beautiful, meaningful quilts that tell the story of my husband and his life and the things that made him the man we loved. One for myself and one each for each of our three children. Every piece of fabric used has a memory attached to it that bring comfort, smiles and sometimes tears. Each quilt is individual and through discussion between myself and Karen, incorporates special connections that were unique to their relationship with their daddy.
Karen has a real talent for capturing the essence of a memory and recreating it in fabric. Our quilts are treasured works of art that we can wrap ourselves in when we need a hug, sleep snuggled up to every night or just look at when we want to remember. They are truly beautiful.