Today, I was looking back over my blog in early 2010 and found these photos of the quilts I made for my friend Jill's children -
Now they are almost 6 years older and living overseas. The passing of time is so noticeable with children, but not the same with adults. We just get a few more grey hairs, a few more wrinkles, maybe a few more kilos. Children, on the other hand, grow tall and mature and stop being children. Maybe some day, I will have grandchildren. I hope so. And I also hope I will be able to live close to them so that the passing of the years is not so evident because I will see them often.