A Hard Decision Is Made

Here are the two quilts I've been trying to decide between; the one on the left is one made by my mama.  It's made entirely by hand and out of old feedsacks from the 1030's and 40's.  

The one on the right was made by my Grandma Stiles.  It was passed around through my aunts and ended up back with mama.  Why I don't know, but she gave it to Laurel instead of me!  Fortunately, she placed it in my hands to give to Laurel when I was up there on a visit.  Isn't possession 9/10th of the law?  So I've heard. 

I tried bargaining with Laurel, and to her credit, she agreed to swap one of mama's quilts for grandma's.  I have several of mama's quilts, so I gave Laurel her pick.  Unfortunately, she picked my favorite made from feedsacks.  Of course she would!  

So, that's been my quandary up until now.  This morning I've made a decision.  I'm not happy about it, but I realize I'm being greedy and selfish.  I've decided to keep grandma's and let Laurel have the feedsack quilt.  It's prettier then the one I'm keeping, but I'm sentimental beyond all reason.  My grandma is the first person I'm going to look for in heaven; I love her that much.  In another blog for another day, I'll tell you why I love her so much.  

But for now, Laurel, I'll give you THE QUILT this afternoon when you bring the little darlings over for me to keep while you go back home and decide where to put it.  Just do one thing...PLEASE!!!  Put it out of reach of little grubby hands, dog claws, and hamster teeth.