I had the pleasure of working in the Costume Department of Skidmore College's Theater Department today. If you don't know, I am currently a Junior there double-majoring in English and Theater. But I'm sure my mom has told you that or at least you have read it in her newsletters. Anyways, I was working on making a pillow; picking out my fabrics; making sure that the solid turquoise backing accentuated the autumn brown floral pattern that had light ripples of turquoise. I was pretty proud of myself.
While I was sewing at my station, a flood of nostalgia came over me that skipped my heart a beat. I was making a pillow to match the plethora of pillows I already own when it hit me: All my pillow cases have been made by the same person, my Aunt Susie.
I have never known a world without Susie. From what I can remember, she has worked for Monica's Quilt and Bead Creations since I was in diapers. Yes. It's true. I was once SHORTER than Susie. Now, I am twice her size (that may be a hyperbole, but you get the picture). She is not only an employee, but she really became part of my family. Every Christmas I could count on my Aunt Susie making me a wonderful Christmas present, whether it was a pillow case, a quilt, or some delicious cookies that she made specifically for me. Whenever I had a performance, whether it was Jazz Band, a school recital, or a Middle School/High School play/musical, she was always in the audience. I knew because I could hear her hootin' and hollerin' for me. Her laugh is priceless. Susie would even come to school with me on Grandparents day.
I will never forget about Susie. Every night I rest my head against the warm pillows she gave me and wake up to them nestling my head in love.
I can't wait to come home and see her for Christmas!
