I went to visit my friend Kay a few weeks ago - it's always fun to see her small historic home that is filled to the brim with primitive goodies. This time she wanted to show me a rug that she had just finished. Her firstborn son died in 1960 when he was just a few days old - he never even made the trip home from the hospital. In spite of that, she still thinks of him often - and her four sons know that they have an older brother they'll get to meet someday. Because of this experience, she has always been drawn to antique mourning samplers done in cross stitch or needlepoint that commemorate the loss of a loved one. Her husband is a wonderful artist - so she showed him pictures of what she had in mind - and he drew this rug design for her. I think it turned out really nice - and her rugs are always special because they have meaning and significance to her life. I just wanted to share this special project.