The project was conceived at 6.30pm on Wednesday 16th December 2020. It was dark, raining, and bleak. I was looking at our Christmas tree, all lit up, and I was thinking that people should be seeing this tree; there should be parties and gatherings and a social whirl. I was thinking about the sheer waste of it all. If there is one thing I hate, it is waste.
I was frustrated. I’m a very social animal. I like meeting people, doing things, going to places, seeing my large family. I love being with the extended circles of my friends. I mourned the thought of all those opportunities going to waste, especially for our children.
They would never be at this stage again. My teenage son was due to leave Scouts in March 2020, and the celebratory ‘last meeting’ events were some of the first to be cancelled; he had just started experiencing proper freedom when the pandemic struck. My stepdaughter was in her final year of primary school and should have been looking forward to celebrations and getting involved in the life of her new secondary school. My 8 year old daughter was recovering from a very hard time settling into her school, but the academic year from January 2020 had gone very well for her, and she was about to consolidate hard experience and new friendships with a school residential trip to Blakeney to see her favourite animals (seals). The residential was cancelled and with it a precious opportunity was lost that would put her recovery back by …who knew how long..? Everything matters at that age, so this cancellation seemed particularly hard.
And then the rest – seaside trips, appointments with consultants which had taken years to obtain, parties, gigs, camping trips we’d spent ages saving for. All the small joys too: the spontaneous cups of tea with friends that drop in, the long-anticipated swimming lessons, wandering to the pub to watch the football – and we were 9 months into a worsening pandemic. Multiply that by every person’s unique experience of the pandemic and you have an awful lot of emotion to express.
I know I have been lucky in comparison to those who have lost loved ones to COVID-19. All my disappointments were just that – disappointing. But disappointment is one of the hardest emotions to deal with. It takes a toll. Left to fester, it mutates into resentment and anger, affecting those we are locked down with. It makes us want to kick and scream like small children do (and mine did); it makes us want to stamp our feet and shout ‘IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!’. Or maybe that was just me?
I decided to find out, and to do something about this frustration. The Christmas tree lights and warmth would not be wasted. I felt we needed a memorial, dedicated to acknowledging the events and opportunities that we lost in 2020. I couldn’t make an actual stone memorial, but I could make a fabric one, using a traditional form of crafting to express these emotions …a memorial quilt.
- I would create a square.
- I would invite others to do the same.
- I would join them to make a quilt.
And a year from now, I would hold a Christmassy event to show the quilt, and provide a memorial celebration of 2020, where we almost did so much that was good.
This is the project so far; I hope you enjoy viewing it and reading about it. We have 42 submissions (I had wanted 100 but I’m sort of glad we didn’t get there – the quilt is already 3m long). There will be more to Join These throughout 2021. We have made some of the squares into cards for sale, to raise money for the mental health charity MIND. Now, I must book a venue for December and start doing what I do best – planning a party, commemorating the lost events of 2020.
July 2021