My stepdaughter, Dana, lives in Braddock, part of a collective called Transformazium. She is involved in many projects but the one that has caught my heart is General Sisters. I included one of their prints on my quilt.
One of Dana’s favorite places to shop is The National Council of Women’s Thriftique. On one of her excursions, her friend pulled out a silk “throw” in a bin because she thought I might like it. It turned out to be mine: The Sadye and Howie Quilt I had made for my memory quilt exhibit about my parents.
It is sad and difficult for me to tell you that I had donated it for display in a prominent Jewish agency and had seen it hanging there many times. Suddenly, unbeknownst to me, it was removed and given to the resale shop! You could say I was fortunate. It did not go in the garbage and it found its way to its true home in my quilt.
BubbeWisdom 
What a circle that piece traversed. Maybe this is evidence of just how complete is your container.
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Well said!
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how lucky you are. think of the many others who have donated something they put thier heart into, and the receiving organization, with a change in leadership, no longer wants it and the work is lost.
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