My Favorite Color Analysis

Simple objects such as a quilt and a pillow are symbols for an important person in my life. Quilts are things that some people look past as just another blanket or just something used to make a pallet with; but in my case I look at them as symbols of a loved one’s time, love, and effort put into something that you can remember them by. My aunt Marry played an important role in my life and she died an unexpected death. My aunt and I would do things together that most people would be jealous of, like do each other’s hair and makeup, or rake leaves, etc. Aunt Mary loved to tell funny jokes or make silly faces to make my sister and I laugh. She taught us that no matter what people say you are beautiful on the inside and out, and never believe …show more content…
She always asked me what my favorite color was and if I ever wanted a quilt. I always told her that my favorite color was purple and that I just wanted her to make it how she liked to make them. So on one day that she had free she and I made a huge purple quilt that to this day hangs on the headboard of my bed in my room. It took us three days to make it halfway and it still was not finished. Therefore, she told me that she would finish it later. She lived in Florida, so she had to travel back and forth between Florida and Texas. When she came to town, everybody in the family around Beckville came to grandma’s house to ask her how she was doing and watch her make quilts, scarves, etc. Grandma would make good food for the whole family and more if people want to take some home with them. When Aunt Mary got dome with one of her quilts, the food would be ready so we would all go in, have supper in the dining room, and listen to all of Aunt Mary’s stories that she always seemed to have when she got …show more content…
Aunt Mary taught me to chase my dreams, that if you can dream it you can be it. She also said that ever since she was a little girl she wanted to be a veterinarian, but she and her family could not afford it at the time. That is actually, why I want to be a veterinarian so bad, so I can live out the dream that my Aunt had. Every night I look at my pillow and the quilt and think of what she told me almost 6 years ago; “Always be yourself no matter what people think or say about you behind your back.” I will always miss the way she used to tell funny jokes and make weird faces at my sister and I to make us laugh, always miss the times that we used to sit on the front porch swing and knit together. I will always know that the pillow and the quilt that I have will always represent an important person in my