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a blanket of blessings

on October 4, 2016

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stitch by stitch 

it was frozen in time 

I watched it grow 

and dreamed it was mine 

soft and warm 

like an autumn sky

an afghan brings memories

of days gone by 

 My mom recently and asked me if there was anything in particular that I would like to have that belonged to my Granny.  Oddly enough, something immediately came to my mind- an afghan.  Not just any afghan- it was one my mom had made for my Pawpaw nearly 30 years ago.

So I said to my mom- “Do you remember that old afghan you made for Pawpaw?  I would love to have it if it’s still at the house!”  She remembered it right away, and said she’d try to find it that weekend.

As a kid, I remember sitting beside my mom on the couch each night as she crocheted it.   I wanted that blanket!  It was soo soft, and I remember thinking about how much my mom must love her daddy to spend all that time making it for him!  I believe she gave it to him for Christmas that year.

And every time we went to visit Granny and Pawpaw, I saw that blanket folded neatly on top of his recliner.  I secretly wanted to sit in his chair so I could spread it across my lap and pretend it was mine!

Year after year, Every time I saw the afghan, the memories of those special evenings I spent sitting beside my mom, watching her crochet… those memories would come right back to me.

As I was sitting in church the following Sunday, I saw a text from mom.  They looked everywhere for the afghan, and mom went out to the garage to put something in the freezer- and there it was, in perfect condition tucked beside the freezer.

I was able to pick it up later that next week.  The afghan was a little stiff, and slightly musty from old age, so I carefully washed and dried it.  Now it’s as good as new!

Its not the afghan itself that’s special- it’s the precious memories it brings back to me…of being a little girl, sitting beside my Mommy on the couch…just simply being together.

“After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

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8 responses to “a blanket of blessings

  1. Brenda says:

    Beautiful!💓

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  2. You’re such a blessing to me and pawpaw is happy you have the comforter. I love you sweetie 💕

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  3. realchange4u says:

    When dad passed on, my sister and mom stitched together some of his old shirts and made each of us a small throw. It’s in the airstream. I use it all the time. Some how it makes him seem closer. I also have several of mom’s beautiful affagans. Wonderful precious memories. Thank you for sharing then with me Julie.

    Blessings to you

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    • Julie Harris says:

      That is so special to have a pillow made out of your father’s old shirts! I have seen those before and thought it would be a wonderful keepsake to have! I have always loved curling up with a good blanket and there is something extra special about knowing your loved ones curled up under the same one 😊 Thanks for taking the time to share your memories!!! I pray that you and your wife are doing well! Blessings to you ❤️

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