I used to crochet chains for yards. Link after link after link. My grandmother was huge into crocheting, as most Haitian girls and women are, it was taught in school. When I was a kid, she gave me a hook and yarn, showing me the basics, and being a young woman, I was impatient. I saw her gorgeous, intricate patterns within soft blankets and scarves and I wasn't GETTING it fast enough. So I chained and chained, hoping it all would connect at some point *tee hee*. Being someone who has a ton of hobbies, I'm never bored during lockdown, but at the suggestion of my therapist, I took the time to fully master a hobby. So I began asking around, pestering people to help me with my technique so I could get better, and I STILL wasn't getting it. So I bought a book to help me get better. I chose a pattern online and worked from it, learning to read the abbreviations. Once I finished my first whole sweater, it was like I had gained a new superpower. When my granny got really sick and passed away in the pandemic, I got to see her one last time on Facetime, and I showed her my sweater; even though she wasn't coherent I still felt proud and honored to share a hobby with her that I could teach others. From time to time, I dig up one of her old creations and get inspired, hoping I'll become as good as her one day.
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