This week brings an end to my fifty-eight and a half years with Viljo William (Bill) Maki. On May 23, 2013, we laid him to rest. I don’t believe there is such a thing as closure, but my life will have to change. Gone are the days when Bill would help me with my quilts using his eye for detail and creativity. Nor will I be the harshest critic of his cartoons.My mother taught me how to sew and I took sewing classes in high school. I sewed most of Al’s clothes until he came home from his first semester at university and told me,”No more home-made tee shirts.”For years I have been collecting fabric. I have to admit I love fabric. I could spend my whole day rearranging them all. But the truth is, if I live another 100 years I couldn’t use up all the fabric I've collected. I sorted through some and gave them to a friend. I swore I wouldn’t buy any more fabric, at least for now.Having said that, I went to Fabricland’s sale and - guess what? - I found many new fabrics I liked. I bought black, grey and yellow floral fabric, plus some polka dot fabric for contrast. I’ve pieced the top, just have to add the last border.I made some kits out of fabric in my stash, but I haven't made a dent in the pile that remains.I'm still finding it hard to get back to quilting.Right now, I’m in Utah, but I won’t be going to any quilt shops. When I get home I have to get Bill’s drawings packed then send them of to his sons. They loved him so much. I miss him dearly.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Life Without Bill Maki.
Posted by BettyAnn Maki at 10:45 PM