During those awful days following the attack by terrorists on the U.S. in 2001, I pieced a quilt. Unsettling days and nights when, like most Americans, all I wanted to do was watch the television coverage of the aftermath Not wanting to see it, but not able to resist.
As the hours passed I felt I need to be doing something other than sitting there, so I decided to make a quilt. It wouldn't be a quilt with a pattern, but would consist of disjointed pieces and colors - a tapestry to represent the many lives impacted by that terrible day.
My sewing area is next to the den where the television was going, I could cut and sew and still turn around to see the screen if I wanted to. But listening always, and thinking.
Not about the quilt I was making so much as about the events and how it might change all our lives. It did. Forever.
I simply began sewing. Bits and pieces were fitted together. A few pieces were trimmed from previously unused lengths of fabric, but the shapes are primarily pieces I took from the scrap bag and sewed together. On and on, larger and larger.
What I ended up is a rather dark and depressing quilt top, just as I had planned it. No cheery yellows or bright colors here to speak of. Just a patchwork that will forever remind me of that time.
I made it put it away.
But this winter I have been a quest to complete some of my many unfinished projects, so I spread the quilt out and decided it's time to make it a usable item.
I do not want to hand quilt it. Too daunting a task. Too large a quilt (king size).
I have found a lady who does commercial quilting in her home. She will do the quilting on her machine. Yesterday I purchased the batting (filling) and backing and I'm taking it to her today.
I'll be very happy to have this one project completed and it will make a cozy cover for the bed. And it will always remind me of the several days I spent making it, grieving for all the losses that day brought on all the families directly affected, upon the nation, and upon the world.
In past years I've handmade items to commemorate a birth, an anniversary, a birthday and even a needlepoint picture to commemorate the U.S. Bicentennial back in 1976. But this was the first time I've made something to remember a sad day.
Have you ever made commemoration items to mark certain days or events?