PASSING OF A QUILTING FRIEND.

Some of you know Sandy(no blog) from her sweet comments on your blog. Some of you know her from her sweet emails encouraging you on. She had the ability to love others and to make one feel special. What a true friend and blessing she was in my life.

She passed away on April 29th.

I have been out of town for a week, was suppose to be gone longer. All my post last week were preposted. Sorry for the second post today.

Sandy was on my mind alot while I was gone and so it was not a shock to find that she had passed away when I got home this morning.

I am so grateful to have known her....we had planned several times to meet but the day I was to go over was the day she became really ill.

Wish I had a picture.

When I am dead, my dearest
by Christina Rossetti
When I am dead, my dearest,
  Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
  Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
  With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
  And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
  I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
  Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
  That doth not rise nor set,
Haply* I may remember,
  And haply may forget