I have several afghans that my grandmother made me. One was for me when I went off to college. It was my favorite to curl up in with long nights of homework. Another afghan that is very special to me is one she made for my first born Ayden. I was 8 months pregnant when she passed away but she finished that blanket just for him even though she never got to meet him. I will always cherish it. I didn't get to go to funeral because it just wasn't safe for me to travel that far that late in the pregnancy. I wished I could have gone! She has a wonderful big family I would love to have met, but I'm glad I've gotten to know a few of them through facebook.
I say all that today because I think even though it was my mom that taught me to crochet I'm sure the desire started from seeing all the works my grandmother created. I'm so thankful I come from a craft family and I hope to teach my little Calleigh to crochet someday :)
I praise the Lord for the hope of Salvation and because of that Salvation I will see her again in Heaven some day. Love you Grandma!