My family received some very sad news on Friday, and after spending a lot of time crying and talking it out, I had this fire in me that talking and crying weren't really going to solve any problems, and that I needed to DO something. When someone is in crisis, it feels good to feel like you're helping in a small way. Somehow it makes you feel just a little less helpless. But it took me a while to figure out what exactly I was going to do. Most times, I make a meal for a family in need, but I knew that wouldn't be a good fit in this situation, and that there was plenty of times to make meals later on. It wasn't until Mike reminded me that we all just have to take things one day at a time, one step at a time, that I knew what I wanted to do. I sewed this up last night, and there so much love, so much hope, in every stitch. I hope it lifts the recipient's heart just the tiniest bit and she will know how much I love her.