My story for today is about an afghan that I made for my Mother over 10 years ago.
I had made her an afghan in the 1980s that she and I both loved (when I finished, it was so hard to give it away, I liked it so much). It was a crocheted cross stitch and a new learning experience. It turned out great though.
Around 2000 she moved into a new home and got new furniture and the cross stitch afghan just clashed so bad with the pretty pink, rose and burgundy couch that I told her I would make her a new one that matched her new home.


I have just recently come across these two patterns, one is still in my original note-making hand scribblings and will have to be deciphered and the other is in a typed out form that was given to my by a friend either in the late '70s or very early '80s. If you are interested in either or both of these patterns you can e-mail me.
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That is such a sweet story! Those afghans have lasted an incredibly long time and are just beautiful. What a wonderful gift to give your mom.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog and commenting. I absolutely SWEAR my mother made that exactly same afghan in the exact same colors in about the exact same year. It sits in her living room. She is now 86 and I am so glad she is still with me. My dad passed nearly 3 years ago. I miss him so much.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story! It is amazing how wonderful it is to have something last for so long and bring back such happy memories.
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