A dear friend of mine has been battling her third bought with non-hodgkins lymphoma in 8 years. She'd tried an experimental treatment at Stanford 2 years ago and it destroyed her lungs. Her long list of friends have been watching her suffer ever since. Last week her lungs colapsed and she refused further treatment.
Three days ago, with a great deal of effort, she asked if I would do her "an enormous favor". She asked if I would finish 2 quilts she'd started, one for her daughter and one for her niece. I've been madly appliquing these hearts, hoping to get the top done for her to see it. Lee passed away last night and we're all devastated. Lee was a happy, kind, wonderful human being, only 61 years old.
I'm honored that she asked me to finish her quilts and I'll be working on them with love in my heart for her, her lovely daughter and loyal husband.
