My close friend Lena died far too young, only 53, and mourning her I went through my scraps and began to sew a lot of empty rooms, feeling the emptiness she left behind. But after a while I realized how mad she would have been - she disliked empty rooms very much - and so I turned it into a memory quilt instead, filling the rooms with memories of Lena, my mother but also with other things important to me. I looked fo vivid colors and was inspired by a Kaffe Fasset book (a present to cheer me up from a friend who has a gallery but also is a lawyer, Ann at Aspö Karlskrona) and suddenly I had a happy quilt full of memories. It is now my bedspread and I think of my lovely friends and family every day when I make my bed. And I think of Lena Nevander who inspired me since I was very young, and then I try to fill my day with things that really count. She wrote some very good books on that subject.