… those of you who have been followers of my blog have grown to know my close knit group of QBees (Quilt Buddies). It is with deep sadness … that I share this ... Julie and her middle son lost their lives in the mudslide that occurred a week ago in Washington.
We QBees are an eclectic group of characters … each adding an element of fun, craziness and hilarity!
Julie's sense of humor was exceptional … she literally kept us in stitches … laughing until we hurt all over!
My troop of QBees … we know how to enjoy a good meal!
Guess that is pretty obvious as most of our photos include food! ;-) Julie was a great cook … but in my humble opinion, she made the best pies on the planet! Seriously … her crust was perfect! She was famous for her apple pie … and would not share the recipe … I should have wrestled it out of her! Truth be told … if we had wrestled, she would have won!
I loved traveling with Julie! Her sense of wonder and adventure made every trip extra enjoyable!
Mississippi Cruise in St. Paul
She loved new experiences and liked learning about things unfamiliar to her. Her intellect and curiosity were infectious.
Quilt shop loot!
Yep … she made everything fun … so you can imagine shopping with her.
We would enter a shop … and find all sorts of things the other should buy! We never needed sales assistance … we were always selling … to one another. Much of the fabric and patterns I own are because Julie convinced me I needed them! Shop owners were always happy to have us walk through the door together!
We grew together in multiple ways over the past 30 years. Quilting is what brought us together, but our friendship was really about so much more. We shared all the things that matter … the joys and sorrows of parenting … our concerns for our community … marriage and careers … solving all of life's problems with sincerity and humor.
When I was in the process of developing the dillydally lifestyle … Julie was an important source of support! She immediately "got it" and did everything she could to encourage me in my efforts. We often talked about how friends should serve as cheerleaders for one another … I am so grateful for her friendship. I love that she shared in the enthusiasm for my dillydally silliness!
Two years ago Julie and her husband realized their dream of retiring and moving south to live near their grandchildren. And returned to spend summers here at their cabin. A dream they had turned into reality!
My heart is broken … I am consumed with sorrow. Initially I clung to hope … and eventually I wrapped myself in my faith as I work to accept the unimaginable.
I'm not ready to say good-bye … I treasure the memories … but we had intended to create new ones … acceptance is difficult.
As much as I ache, my heart bleeds most for her family. They lost everything. Her surviving sons have lost their mother and brother. Her grandchildren have lost their grandmother and uncle. Her husband has lost his soul-mate, life partner, best friend … his wife and a son. My grief is nothing in comparison … please keep them in your thoughts and prayers. So many are suffering from this natural disaster.