I am quilt.
I am handcrafted from patches of story and struggles.
I’ve been stuffed and stitched and repeatedly mended.
The fabric of my life is layered, it is woven with the beautiful hues of family and freedom. It is interwoven with the multicolored quilts around me. Together we are art.
The older I get the more comfortable I am with who I am.
I may look a little faded and worn, but I believe my most vibrant colors haven’t been revealed yet.
I’m constructed to warm hearts and comfort souls.
I am quilt.