Sheesh, it is 9 days until Christmas 2016! Where has the time gone, last I checked I was catching my breath from our son’s wedding day in October. I feel like I have missed a whole month. I know that I cooked a Thanksgiving meal, attended our niece/goddaughter’s wedding that same weekend, and got some of my holiday shopping done with my daughter and daughter-in-law. Then, took care of our daughter after her surgery for a few weeks. But, my how time flies. Blink and Christmas is just around the corner.
Well, I have come up for some fresh air and a little relaxation today. While in the waiting room at the hospital and taking care of our daughter after surgery I finished the afghan I was working on. It was a new pattern, duh – of course it was. It is amazing how far a simple granny square has come! This was so much fun to watch take shape. I was going to donate it to the “Linus Project” but, a young lady that I used to work with just had a baby girl and I decided to give it to her.
The edging is also new to my repertoire. A new trick for this old dog, lol. I love it too, it looks like a candy cane.
I will definitely use this edging again. In fact, I was just discussing this with my husband, Steven. I have never made a Christmas afghan and I think the time has come, especially with this new candy cane edging.
I love to give afghans as gifts. There is so much love, time, and affection poured into each afghan/blanket. Every time they are wrapped around a baby, cuddled up into on a cold day, or just laid over a lap while reading a good book, they are being hugged by me! I truly believe this because I have an afghan made for me by my Grandma Cirner, by Steven’s Grandma Caldwell, and one from Steven’s Great Grandma Namine. Every time I cuddle up in one of those afghans, I feel and know all the love that went into crocheting them for me. It doesn’t diminish after time, it only increases as I remember who made it for me and all the lovely times I shared with them.
So cherish those handmade afghans/blankets, they hold an enormous amount of enduring love, to say nothing of all the memories, warmth, and care that was just for you! Cyn