June 28, 2011


I realize it's been some time since my last post or tweet or newsletter. And if you've emailed me recently and have not heard back yet, there is a reason.

Pete and I went on a little trip to the beautiful Northwest – which included some visits with quilter/designer friends and to fabric stores in Portland and Seattle (future post, i hope). On the last day of our trip, we learned that Pete's father had been diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer. We got an earlier flight home and went straight from the airport to the hospital to be by John's side.

The two weeks following were very hard and filled with a pendulum of emotions that swung between hope and sadness, disbelief and awareness, but eventually came to rest in an oasis and sanctuary of love. Sadly, John died last week in the arms of his three children and his oldest, dearest friend. It was just two days before his 72nd birthday.

I will remember John with great fondness, always – not only as Pete's kind and loving father, but also as a witty, generous, eloquent and dear friend and fellow curious mind. He was a vibrant conversationalist, and it seemed that John and i could talk about anything – from quilting, baseball, travel and history to art, music, and cuisine (including our mutual favorite food group: hot dogs). No matter what the topic, we'd end up improving each other's appreciation for things and deepening our connection to each other. And sometimes we'd hit on something that would make each other laugh to tears. Oh how i will miss John so deeply, but am grateful for the time i got to know and love him.

If you will be spending the 4th of July with your family, hug them a little tighter and a little longer.

My best wishes to you all.