The other day, I finished crocheting an afghan. I forgot how much I enjoy crocheting. It’s something I haven’t done much over the past few years, aside from a couple scarves.
The enjoyment I got from crocheting this afghan was different. Previously, I challenged myself by sticking to a pattern. The more complex the pattern, the better.
The afghan I just finished is my daughter’s favorite color: purple. I purchased a solid purple yarn, and a few variegated yarns with purple in them. I made stripes. No pattern. No challenge.
My daughter loved her afghan before it was finished. She would make me stop crocheting to use her blankie.
That’s the enjoyment that I got this time around. Knowing my two-year old loved her blankie before it was finished. No one else has the same blankie. No one else ever will. Mommy made it just for her.