It is hard to narrow down my favorite thing Grandmother has ever made for me because I love each and every thing. But the "Grandaddy quilt" she made using grandadddy's old shirts after he passed away is the most special thing to me. I remember for the longest time, I didn't even want to wash it for fear something might happen to it. I think of him everytime I look at the quilt. I remember how he welcomed me as his grandaughter, even thought I wasn't a "blood" relative. But he and grandmother never made me feel that way. I felt part of the family from the very beginning and am so blessed to have had grandaddy and grandmother in my life.
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