(no subject)
My dad parents are away for about a week and they asked me if i would watch the house for them. Do things like feet their cat, put the trash out and bring the mail in. Which isn't a problem. Although i should say that they asked my parents and my parents asked me to do it.
Well last night i went over to put the trash out so that the trash men could get it, so i grabbed the bag from the house that i had been throwing. When i went to throw that bag into their trash can i noticed something that caught my eye. At the top of the trash was a quilt, however it wasn't just any quite. It was a hanging quilt that i had made them last xmas.the quilt probaly wouldn't be anything specailly expect that it was a memory quilt. It hade pictures on the fabric of the family. I mean they weren't really jsut any pictures. They were pictures of like my mom and dads wedding, my neice hailie's first picture, my brothers gradation, pictures of milestones in a families life and she threw it away.
I had stiched in saying about grandparents along the sides, i though maybe it would be special to them, not because I made it but because of what it was, guess i was wrong. I'm not totally sure why it hurts, I;ve come to accept that nothing i do will ever be to their approval or good enough for them.