My Valentine

I love real LOVE. I love happy homes with happy endings. My Valentine has been my valentine for more than 25 years. Our life isn’t perfect but it is blessed.

Our Honeymoon in 1996.

He has followed me and led me into many adventures. Including opening a Quilt Shop in 2005.

Our life then revolved around our 3 kids and it still does. And now we have added beautiful grandchildren that have our hearts. (With 1 more coming in 2 weeks.)
We’ve had way more good times than bad, way more happy than sad. He always has my back and my and our kids and their families’ happiness and well being are always front in his mind. We laugh together “almost” every day and still sleep holding hands. And he still brings me a Diet Coke and sits it on my bedside table every morning like he has done for 25 plus years.

Happy Valentines Day 2019.

Stepping out of my comfort zone..

When I look at this square I find so many imperfections. I see several squares that don’t quite match up. I also see something I’m incredibly proud of. This block right here is the first sewing project I ever took on!

I have so many amazing women in my life past and present who I have looked up to because they are incredible sewers. I have beautiful quilts from my great grandmother, my grandmother and also from Kathy that I will forever cherish. The thought of being able to sew always seemed so overwhelming and something I thought I may never be able to learn how to do. That all changed one day when Kathy asked me to help her with a project for Market.

Now I will be the first one to tell you that I am FAR from a professional. But helping Kathy make those little 12 inch blocks reminded me that big things can happen if we just take a couple steps out of our comfort zone and try. After helping Kathy with those 12 inch squares I even took on a couple small projects for our little guy who is set to arrive in 2 weeks. I’ll post a picture below of the bib I sewed together.

Front of bib

Back of bib

These are all definitely baby steps but I hope to share with you all my sewing journey and hopefully over time my skills get better and better. I’d love to hear from each one of you what your first sewing project was.

My first little area to sew. I put it in our living room so I’d be close to my family while I sewed.

How did I get here?

Have you ever said “I will never do that”? I remember saying many times that I would NEVER be a stay at home mom. I enjoyed being a nurse. I loved having 4 days off every week. I loved the relationships I formed with my patients and their families. What more could I ask for????

My 2 South nursing family

That all changed July 22, 2015 at 6:20 a.m when Ryan and I welcomed our little guy into the world. As soon as I held our sweet Harrison for the first time I knew my life would never be the same again. I know every single Mom out there knows exactly how I feel.

The morning we went to the hospital to have Harrison
Our sweet boy!

I wasn’t sure how we were going to make it work but I prayed every single night for God to provide a way. I will never forget the March afternoon that Ryan sent me a text asking if I wanted to help Kathy with shipping for Lavender Lime. I knew immediately that was Gods answer to my prayers. I can’t even begin to explain how thankful I am for Kathy and the fact that she trusted me to take on this endeavor with her because being a stay at home mom and also working a business with your MIL is the best thing ever!!!!

January Showers Bring February Flowers

I just realized how “old” I am when I began a conversation with “Do you remember back in the day…. Really? I already have lived a back in the day period of life?? Well, I do remember back in the day when January was freezing cold and February was frozen cold. Back when Christmas presents always included heavy jackets, gloves, hats and scarfs in anticipation of the upcoming January and February. But what has happened?? Why are the flowers blooming in February?

My Nanny was a quilter (are you surprised?) In fact have you ever mentioned to anyone that you are a quilter- that you were not replied to with, “Oh funny, my grandmother was a quilter”. Didn’t you want to say, “are you serious? Wow, never heard that one before”.

I so vividly remember as a young girl sleeping in Nanny’s big bedrooms, which often held multiple large beds for family visitors, under layers and layers of quilts. So heavy you were automatically a back sleeper because no rolling over was possible. And can you imagine the myriad of sounds of snores traveling through that air? No Mr. Pillows or adjustable beds in those days. The air was very chilly as the fire in the fireplace often didn’t make it through the night. Thank goodness for those piles of quilts.

Nanny became Big Nanny when the great grands came along and my mom became Little Nanny. So a generational reference and not a size reference. She made lots and lots of quilts. We lost many of those quilts when tragically a tornado destroyed her home. But that will be for another post.

Me and Big Nanny

I am not sure if those were the good old days. Just simple existence was a little tougher and certainly many of our conveniences were not available.
No drive-throughs or beds in a bag that I can remember. The garden we had was huge and the days of canning and quilt making were long.
Wait, yes, I am sure, those were the good old days. Take me back to growing a garden and making utilitarian quilts any day. And January and February were cold and the flowers didn’t bloom. At least as I remember.

The Journey Begins

Our journey actually began almost 7 years ago. I stood almost in a daze at the beautiful old church that had been restored to an event venue. The setting was beautiful. The decorations were stunning. The evening was perfect and many of my close family and friends were there. A wonderfully happy time.

So why did I have such a pit in my stomach? My baby of 25 years, my sweet son, Ryan was about to make legal his decision for whom he would live the rest of his life. And it wasn’t me.

I told myself I was gaining a daughter and not losing a son. And both of those things were partially true. And so our MIL/DIL relationship began.

Why did we decide to do a blog? Lots of MIL’s and DIL’s share with me their stories when they find out that I am a business partner with my DIL. Some are great stories. Some are sad stories. But all have a story. Are we experts in the field of life or relationships or even design (which is the business we share)? Absolutely not! If anyone were to say they were a pro at any of these, I would have to beg to differ. The only thing certain in life, relationships or business, is its uncertainty. But to get better at any of these you need to become a follower. And see what others do. So this will be a sharing blog. One that we hope our readers will contribute to.

We will bounce around and our topics will definitely not be in any kind of chronological order. That would take too much planning. We hope to talk about our relationship, our business partnership, our industry, our design business, our life and what we see out in the world in a light-hearted approach. We will add in lots of quilty info. We hope you will follow along and join in with comments and questions (for us and our other readers). Hopefully, we will find a few “guest contributors” from our community. We are excited to learn.

How adorable are these two??? (Ryan and Bekah)