A few days ago, March 20, 2021, it was National Quilting Day.   Quilting is such an important part of my family history.   I remember going to my Grandma Mueller’s house on the weekends and she would have a quilt up in the living room.   It was always fun to crawl under the quilt suspended in the frame and play or look at the bottom of it and see all of the stitches made through the top, batting and bottom to make beautiful designs along the edges.  My grandma would quilt for others in the community too, to help supplement her income.    I come from a family of quilters.   My Grandmother, Mary, and I’m sure many of her family before her, her mother and sisters, along with her daughters, Eleanor, Veronica, Clara and Loretta were all long time quilters, donating many, many hours to their church quilting groups, along with creating their own beautiful masterpieces with fabric, embroidery floss and needles.   I know my Grandma, Aunt Eleanor, an...

  Apparently, I struggle with writing… I feel I have never been very good at putting words together to tell a story.   So, after thinking about how I would like this blog to progress, I have decided that I will share photos and why they are special to me.    This first picture is one of three generations of my family.   My grandmother, Mary (Weber) Mueller (right), my Aunt Marie (Mueller) Lickenbrock(left) and myself (center).   Why is this picture so special you ask?    It is very special to me because the three pictured all shared the same birthdate!   Yes, three generations.   I was talking with my mom recently and she said if she had a bit more time and thought (she had an emergency c-section), she would have named me a variation of Mary, after her mother and sister, but they already had my name picked out and when they asked my dad what my name was to be he told them the name they agreed upon.   I was always so proud to share...