Here's the pic of my parent's quilt. It's a crazy patch quilt. I found the pattern on Allsorts which has all kinds of fun projects.

Quilting Fun!!

Some women scrapbook (like it's a verb) , others knit, and some create endless boxes of homemade cards using special inks and stamp pads. Sorry not interested, not even enticed. But this past summer, my mom was gracious enough to bless me with her old sewing machine. The machine that resonates the familiar and comfortable sound as I recall the memories of endless hours of my mom's own sewing. Who can forget Deb's Ruffles & More, which provided many homes with beautiful curtains and window decor. My first Care Bear was homemade. I had Sunshine Bear. And all my first sewing creations were done on that machine, the Kenmore Super Stitch 8. And now, while others sit quietly counting rows of yarn to make beautiful afghans or scarves, I measure and cut and sew and iron. Sewing has become my endless hobby, my favorite past-time which brings me peace and comfort. Besides the quick curtains I made for our side door, I've made another set of curtains for a friend and two quilts. The first for my new mother-in-law, and the second for my parents and their dog Neema, who loves to sleep on the couch on her specially made quilt. I can't wait for my next project which quite possibly will be another quilt or something for which I can store all my fun sewing tools. I'm excited about sewing. Suzi homemaker, move over!

He knows the Plan he has for me

If you would have told me I would be living in the upper middle-class suburbs of Chicago, I would have laughed and called you crazy. Not me! Yet here I am, ten years after high school, five after college, working and living…and planning my wedding…outside Chicago. God brought me here. God brought me many places. He brought me to Brazil years ago, showing me a new culture, love and friendship and fellowship among believers hundreds of miles away. After laying on my knees through college, God sent me to Tanzania, where once again he showed me love and fellowship. After returning home, I found myself at God’s will. He had plans for me, gave me hope and held me in His arms. A clear path brought me here to Wheaton, Illinois, where I’m working, studying and building relationships. I know God continues to have plans for me.
I used to need to know everything that was ahead of me; plan out my future. But God has taught me that under all circumstances He is taking care of me, knowing better than I what my life should hold.
As part of my graduate studies, I decided to do an independent study, focusing on English Language Learners with Special Needs. The study has allowed me to engage in conversations with those who work with such students, and learn best how to teach the students. My prayer now turns to God guiding me in my career as a teacher.
As Wes and I prepare to begin our marriage, I praise the Lord, who knew the plans he had for my life. Many blessing God continues to give me in my life. My hope rests in Him.