Posted by Over a year ago I listed an item I never thought I would sell–a quilt my grandmother made me in my teens. By the time my Gram decided to make a quilt for me I was in college. It was the 1970s and I was in my hippie-ish phase. I loved purple, incense and the tiger painting my dad had acquired in the 1950s in Japan.
Gram never even told me she was making me a quilt. She never asked what colors or style I wanted. She made what she thought was appropriate for me. And it was lovely in crisp white and blues and lots of cute appliques that I would have loved when I was nine, but I was 19. She gave it to me at Christmas 1978.
It was too precious to use in college and didn’t fit my dorm-room aesthetic. And over the years I treasured it, but in a way that meant I never used it or displayed it. Which is so sad. It’s been stored in a cupboard essentially all of its life. For decades. I actually feel guilty about that.
Before I listed it on Etsy I asked my daughters if either of them wanted it, but they had their own quilts that she had made them when they were very young and neither wanted mine.
Finally I made the decision to sell it. My price did not reflect the countless hours or the meticulous workmanship or love spent on this. And now that it’s finally sold I am a teary mess.
But if someone finally, fully enjoys this quilt, it will be a good thing. I know that.
Still. Still it’s bittersweet and it was tough packaging it up!
In an hour it will be dropped off at the post office and that will be that. Letting go of sentimental things is never easy!
Would love to hear if you’ve been able to let go of sentimental things.
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