The following text is from a personal narrative.
When I unfold the quilt, a hush falls over the room. Each square holds a story: the blue corner from a worn school dress, the sun-yellow strip from my mother’s apron. My grandmother’s stitches run steady as a river. I trace them with my finger and thread my needle. Tomorrow I will add my own square, bright red, to the open edge.
Which choice best states the main purpose of the text?