You must do the thing you think you cannot do.”

“You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.'

You must do the thing you think you cannot do.”

Eleanor Roosevelt



Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Go Granny..Go, Go, Go!

It is hard to believe that it has been over 40 years since I first saw this adorable little crochet sweater pattern. It was 1974 and I was expecting my first child. Granny Squares were making a comeback and were all the "rage." The stitch pattern was "throwback" from another time; I recall my own grandmother creating lovely afghans from the many colorful granny squares she had crocheted. But by '74 the "Hippie" generation began making their mark with these funky geometric squares, pocketbooks, ponchos and even bathing suits were showing up in the fashion scene.  I knew the basics of crochet and I was eager to try my hand at making granny squares. I was longing to make something hand made for my first born child. So sure enough I went to the local yarn store, bought the supplies that I needed and set to work. Back then we didn't have the benefit of knowing what sex the baby would be but in my "heart of hearts" I knew it would be a girl and that she would wear this tiny sweater set home from the hospital. That my friends is where it began and ended. I managed to mastered the stitch pattern but quickly became bored. The thought of having to sew all the pieces together overwhelmed me so eventually I stashed the whole thing into a bag and threw it in the rubbish. On June 23rd I gave birth to a beautiful (and big) 9 lb. baby boy who would never have fit into it anyway.  So here I am, some 42 years later and having come across the pattern buried in all the stuff I have saved over the years.  I think of my younger self so eager to create something beautiful for my new baby and I feel a little sad that I didn't finish it. It still feels like a failure. So here it is folks, I'll set it aside and gift it to the next little "flower child" to be born. 
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