One of my biggest encouragers has departed this earth. Living in the fairly rural South, we called her Miss Linda. She would ooo and ahhh over every quilt project I showed her and since she lived right across the street, I could run over to visit her in the evenings after the kids were in bed. She totally delighted in my blog's growth and my new 'career' in teaching and selling my favorite quilting supplies.
She was a generous soul and helped us financially when my husband had cancer. When the church we attended needed a proper church building (it was a new church) and a local church building came up for sale, she pretty much bought it. When I entered my Poured Out Quilt into Sacred Threads in Washington DC, she and I drove up for a weekend trip and she treated me.
Anyone who knew her knew that she was a lady with a strong faith. There was a story she would tell about finding a white feather during a brief moment of joy during a time of trial and while I can't remember the details, the image of a white feather is stuck in my mind. I did a little stitching today and stitched this feather. I think there's a feathered quilt in my future (like I need another project!) though this was just a trial stitch out.
Lest you imagine a sedate and prim elderly lady, I leave you with this photo. She had a great sense of humor and didn't give a flip what others thought.
She thoroughly enjoyed the life that God gave her and the world is a better place for having her in it.