This was supposed to be a happy post. It's number 100! I was planning on getting stuff ready for a celebration and a giveaway. But instead, I've got little to post and little planning got done. This monday, my grandmother passed away at the age of 89. She was a great lady, she was sweet, she was funny, she was wonderful and I loved her dearly. She was my yarn-buddy: throughout her life, she had been the co-owner of a chain of yarn shops in and around Amsterdam, has tought knitting and crocheting classes, and when I told her in 2009 that I learned to crochet she was so excited that she gave me all her yarn that she no longer wanted or could use. Most of my stash: grandma's yarn. When I picked up knitting again after her trying to teach me at least 5 times in the past and never getting it right, and told her on the phone, she kept telling me how amazing she thought it was. Whenever I showed her an FO, she'd inspect it just so she could tell me my stitches were perfect, or my sewing up was great. The past 2 years, our connection was strengthened by our mutual love for yarn.
Tomorrow, we're going to say our last goodbyes and I thought it only appropriate to make something to send along with her. I crocheted a little rose. I hope she likes it.