<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562325201577608373</id><updated>2024-09-07T21:11:22.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Lee&#39;s Space</title><subtitle type='html'>On my space you can blog about...&#xa;well, just about anything.  Shall we start with a cup of coffee?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18336110955571725639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562325201577608373.post-4263608952415534591</id><published>2011-06-05T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:46:16.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Legacy  (To My Grandchildren)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ru9zPVmJCQ/TeuqvbEprgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oFUWOUP9X4A/s200/Sewing+strips+together+001.JPG&quot; t8=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For my grandchildren, I have learned to quilt.&amp;nbsp; Each one of you will receive a quilt that I have made.&amp;nbsp; For you, to receive a legacy of who I am and what you mean to me.&amp;nbsp; The quilt has taught me to be disciplined, to learn something new and personlize it.&amp;nbsp; Have the determination to acheivce better and see it through.&amp;nbsp; Each quilt is designed uniquely to you.&amp;nbsp; Every piece of material selected, measured, cut, pressed, measured again, sewn and quilted.&amp;nbsp; These are also life&#39;s principles you must learn&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t realized until I finished my first quilt how much a quilt and life corralates with each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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A quilt is a legacy not only of who I am, but messages for you.&amp;nbsp; Each piece of cloth is measured more than onece, but cut only once.&amp;nbsp; Don&#39;t follow, when it&#39;s wrong.&amp;nbsp; Be a leader, do what is right.&amp;nbsp; Your quilt is made with blood, sweat and tears (DNA).&amp;nbsp; Cuts on the fingers, pain of arthritis, tears of the several re-dos to make it right.&amp;nbsp; The message of love lasts longer that the pain I endured.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to make sure the messages would help you throughout your life.&amp;nbsp; Wrap the quilt around you and know my loving arms are wrapped around you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your quilt will fade and become worn, as will you.&amp;nbsp; By then, I will be gone, but your quilt will remind you of your youth when your grandmother loved you enough to learn and make a unique quilt&amp;nbsp; for you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4263608952415534591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-legacy-to-my-grandchildren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/4263608952415534591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/4263608952415534591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-legacy-to-my-grandchildren.html' title='My Legacy  (To My Grandchildren)'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18336110955571725639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ru9zPVmJCQ/TeuqvbEprgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oFUWOUP9X4A/s72-c/Sewing+strips+together+001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562325201577608373.post-4589185922126109523</id><published>2011-05-05T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:32:36.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother&#39;s Day</title><content type='html'>Mother&#39;s Day is in a few days and I cannot help but think of my mother who passed away a little over 10 months ago.&amp;nbsp; She passed away of Alziemers Disease.&amp;nbsp; I was fortunate to be with her during the last days.&amp;nbsp; My promise was kept to her and the many miles of separation would not prevent me from being with her in passing.&amp;nbsp; Though, she really&amp;nbsp;hadn&#39;t known&amp;nbsp;me anymore, in those last days, I believe she did know I was there.&amp;nbsp; Moments of lucid looks, comments, and gestures proved that.&lt;br /&gt;
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When&amp;nbsp;one is young, you don&#39;t think about your parents&#39;, grandparents&#39;&amp;nbsp;death, much less being with them when they pass.&amp;nbsp; However, it is a part of life and though difficult at the time, I would have not missed&amp;nbsp;it.&amp;nbsp; Surrounded by the ones she loved brings honor to a life lived.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Death&amp;nbsp;should not be&amp;nbsp;fearful, but a celebration of life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As a bride&#39;s hand is&amp;nbsp;transferred to the groom, I handed her to God.&amp;nbsp; Letting go wasn&#39;t easy, but it was her right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And LOVE is Letting Go!&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Mother&#39;s Day, Mom.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/feeds/4589185922126109523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/4589185922126109523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/4589185922126109523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&#39;s Day'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18336110955571725639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562325201577608373.post-6026444661403044661</id><published>2011-04-26T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:38:29.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>Here on Linda Lee&#39;s Space, you&#39;ll learn alot about coffee, Healthy Coffee.&amp;nbsp; There will be opportunities to own your own business or own your own art.&amp;nbsp; Since I love quilting, you will even meet some quilters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So, get a cup of coffee, sit back and lets get started.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/feeds/6026444661403044661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/04/greetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/6026444661403044661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562325201577608373/posts/default/6026444661403044661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lindassecretspace.blogspot.com/2011/04/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18336110955571725639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>