|photo by Luanne Kloster|
I read this comment written by friend last night about the picture from Day 2-Babies Are Miracles. It made me think about the purple baby blanket I crocheted in 1998. I took the blanket out of the hope chest and started taking pictures. In February of that year, I found out I was pregnant. After several miscarriages, I was nervous by happy. Unfortunately, I was in the hospital a few days later because it was an ectopic pregnancy. While I was recovering, I started crocheting a baby blanket. I thought it would help me through the "aloneness" and sadness. It helped, but time was the best remedy.
I am now entering the menopause years and thinking about how old I will be when I become a grandmother. The blanket somehow feels different in my hands now.
For anyone who may need some support, I found this wonderful site.