This Christmas I desperately struggled with knowing what gifts I should give my daughters. They have so much, plus what they do have is all crammed into our upstairs. (our basement is torn apart right now, but that is a story for another post) Finally 10 days before Christmas, I decided to make them each an afghan. They were able to choose the colors; Rosie chose purple, and Grace chose pink.
I really wanted to give them something special because this year their daddy and I will be separating. I'm really worried how they will take it. Not that I'm suggesting a blanket will solve everything, or anything for that matter. I do hope though, that somehow as they look down at the hearts crocheted on their afghans, that not only will their little bodies be warm, but their hearts will be warmed as well. A reminder of how much I love them.
