That's me on the left, a few years ago, enjoying a visit with my high school friend Carola, who is one of the people I know well and admire most.
She probably doesn't want these things published, because she is a humble person, not given to tooting her own horn. So I'm going to toot it for her.
Carola has always loved reading books, learning new things, sewing her own clothes, photography, and quilting. Maybe I should have put quilting first, because it is her creative voice. Quilting is what she loves.
The quilt above my bathroom mirror was one she'd made for her husband's office. When he retired, she gave it to me. I don't know if she intended it for my bathroom, but that's where it is, so I see it every day.
A few years ago, Carola lost the sight in one eye. Doctors and optometrists and ophthalmologists consulted to find the reason for this sudden loss. While they dithered, Rome burned. Well, while they dithered, she lost most of the sight in her other eye. She was left with a tiny bit of sight in the bottom of one eye.
Undeterred, she didn't sit around and weep. She still manages to travel, to read e-mail and visit on Skype with the little bit of eyesight she had left.
Then she decided to return to quilting, and the first quilt she made was for our darlin' dog, Lindy. I am forever grateful to have Carola for a friend.
I'm sharing this post with Our World Tuesday