Meet my dear friend, Marjo Rietveld from the Nederlands.  The first time I met Marjo was on my wedding day in October 1990.  She and her husband, Ad, flew across the ocean to celebrate with John and me.  I had no idea then, what dear friends we would become.

John and Ad worked together at WordPerfect.  Ad later moved their family into our neighborhood for 3 years in the early 1990s.  Marjo and I learned to quilt together–we often went to our little local quilt shops to find fabric for our projects.  We cheered each other on and we loved raising our kids together.

Marjo is a happy and creative person and the heart of her home.  She loves gardening, painting, sewing and cooking.  She notices details and beauty wherever she goes.  Even in hard and challenging times, she is strong and sure.

Marjo, her daughter, Susan, and her 2 granddaughters visited us this week in Orem.  For old time’s sake, I took her to visit some quilt shops and we enjoyed picking up where we left off the last time we were together.  Some friends are like that, distance doesn’t separate us, our hearts are stitched together in love.