From Chicken Soup for the Soul Daily Inspirations for Women

September 30

My oldest was small and her sister quite tall, so folks often thought they were twins. They loved sleeping together under a big green quilt—my grandmother Nana’s gift to me on the day of my marriage. For most of their childhood, my girls dragged that quilt everywhere. When they entered their teens, along went the quilt.

College and marriage finally parted my girls, ironically, on the same day. As they walked out of their room for the last time, I noticed loving fingers giving a last caress to their beloved quilt.

When they were gone, with firm resolve, I took a deep breath and cut the old cover in half. The following Christmas I gave each daughter her share, freshly adorned with dotted-swiss ruffles.

Now, whenever I visit their homes, I joyfully cover my grandbabies with Nana’s sun-dried quilt.

Lynne Zielinski

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