The Story of the Quilt

This is going to be a long one, so go fix yourself a cup of coffee. I'll wait. As a matter of fact, fix me one too. Lord knows I need it today. LOL

I never met my Dad's mom. I've always known her as Granny Maxie, and I have pictures of her but sadly she died before I was born after a long hard struggle with cancer. Everything I have ever heard about her have been wonderful things, and I believe every one of them. There is a story that she told my Mom and Dad that I was going to be a red-headed little girl (in the day before gender ultrasounds...sheesh I'm old) and that she "had carried me through the golden field". She even made a pink quilt for me that I drug through everything until it was a tattered mess. It's now living a nice retired life in my cedar chest and is one of my most treasured possessions. I've been told my entire life that she is my guardian angel.

Almost a month exactly before Trevor was born, Dad called to tell me that I should be expecting a package from my Great Aunt Maureen (Maxie's sister) and that when it got here I should call her to find out its story. I waited anxiously for two days and was so curious when the mail man finally delivered it I couldn't wait to get it open.

Inside the box was a beautiful quilt. I unfolded it and it was perfect, not a single flaw. I didn't waste anytime calling Aunt Maureen.

Now I have to stop right here and tell you something to make this story more understandable. My Aunt Maureen has a direct open line to the Man Upstairs. Literally. She doesn't pray, she calls Him up and they have a chat. She lives in Indiana, but if something is wrong with one of us she knows. She says that when we're in trouble our picture falls off her wall. She's always right. Now back to your story.

She was so excited that it had arrived, she couldn't wait to tell me where it came from. Aunt Maureen explained to me that while Granny Maxie was so sick, her husband (My Dad's Father) had left her. Granny Maxie was upset that her family was paying for her health insurance so she gave Aunt Maureen a whole bunch of quilts that she had made and told her to take them home with her and sell them to help cover the costs.

Aunt Maureen did as she was told and quickly sold all of the quilts. That was around 25 years ago. Fast forward a quarter of a century. Aunt Maureen gets a phone call from a woman that says that a woman came to her in her dreams (apparently several times because she described her as "determined") and told her she had to contact her. She said that she had bought a quilt from her a long time ago. She described my Granny Maxie perfectly to Aunt Maureen and said that she was instructed to return the quilt that she had bought. She said the lady in her dreams told her to get it mailed to "her Granddaughter that was carrying her Great Grandson". She only has two Granddaughters and the other one is still in elementary school.

So the quilt she made so many years ago ended up in my hands just in time for my sweet baby boy. Aunt Maureen described it as God's way of showing us that nothing goes unnoticed. She said that Granny Maxie is still my Guardian Angel, and whenever I feel alone she is there beside me. Watching over me.

I've known it all along, but now I have a little bit of proof.


*Trevor is 1 month, 4 weeks and 1 day old*