I love fat quarters (and thats not a body part)

When my friend Carol found out I had lost my job she came to my door with a bundle of flowers. Carol is the relief society president in our ward and I am the secretary. I know that Carol frequently shows at the doors of members who she might be concerned about or maybe she just knows they need a visit. She often takes them flowers to brighten their days. So she showed up on my doorstep with a bundle of the funnest flowered fabric in a fat quarter style with a note expressing her sympathy for my situation. When I opened the door she said, "I thought about bringing you flowers and so I brought you these cause I thought you might like them." OMG does she know me or what? I love my flowered fat quarters. Carol is a very special person and I will always remember her thoughtfulness.