And then there were six.

This past Saturday, as part of our Thanksgiving festivities, my family and I went to see The Blind Side. This has been on my must see list since I first heard about it months ago. Not only does it involve Ole Miss football, but it also involves a couple who were my contemporaries at UM. It’s a pretty remarkable story – one I wish we heard more often. It’s the story of a family who opened their home and their hearts to a young man whose hard life had left him with nothing. Not only did they commit to being a safe haven for him, but they went so far as to become his legal guardians. He became family. They became family.

Friends at work started a project over four years ago. It began when they fostered two little sisters – 22 months and 9 months.

At some point, I decided I would make cuddle quilts for these two girls.

Adoption had been discussed, but the arduous journey through the court system dragged on for years.

And then sister number three was added.

And then sister number four.

And a couple of weeks ago, after much delay and anticipation, their family increased officially from two to six in just one afternoon.

And I got to deliver four quilts to four little girls.