Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Day 1 - My Inspiration for Doll Knitting

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My knitting journey began when I was about 13. My Mom was a knitter, and taught me. The first item I knit was a little stuffed horse. Not sure why that was what I wanted to knit. I guess I just always loved horses. Once finished, I gave my little horse away to baby I would babysit. I didn't knit another thing until 25 years later.

I don't remember much of what my Mom knit. The only project I remember were dolls she knit for my cousins. I remember them being big, and having their initials. If I recall correctly, she made 3. I remember wanting one, but for some reason she never knit me one. Just her nieces. One of those dolls still exist 30+ years later.

My cousin Tyra still has what she calls her "T doll". T has traveled with her across states to college, marriage and having 3 babies. She's had to replace her hair, add stuffing and sew her up some, but she's still here. Loved and cherished.

When I started knitting dolls, I wanted to see the cherished T doll my Mom had made so many years ago. On a recent trip to Atlanta, I finally got to see her. I can't tell you what it meant to hold the doll my Mom knit over 30 plus years ago. To see her knit stitches, so much like mine. To picture her knitting the doll with all the love I'm sure she felt for Tyra. And when finished, how she must have smiled and couldn't wait to give it to her. I wonder if she knew how much that knit doll would mean to Tyra, that she would have it still all these years later.

When knitting dolls, I feel a connection to my Mom. This is something we share and a legacy I can carry on. I hope the recipients of my dolls love and cherish them as much as Tyra loves her T. That little girls will hug them as they sleep at night, and when they are off into this big world, the doll could still bring them comfort. That it's cherished and passed down to Grandbabies. And to know that each stitch was knit with love and thoughts of a Mother gone too soon, but never, ever forgotten.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

31 Days: Writing Challenge - Doll Knitting

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So tomorrow starts the 31 Days - Writing Challenge and I've decided to write about my doll knitting. This is really going to challenge my writing creativity skills. I knit every day, but to write about knitting everyday....well....that's another story.

I have a few posts planned out, starting with my inspiration for doll knitting. I'm in the process of knitting a doll now, so will share my progress, thoughts, and anything else I can come up with.

Let the fun begin!

31 Days of Doll Knitting!

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Day 1 - My Inspiration for Knitting Dolls

Monday, September 29, 2014

Apple Pie and Faded Memories

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Apple pies are my favorite.

The smell while baking is heavenly. And the smell....that sweet, apple, cinnamon smell took me back in time. To a yellow house on Marsden St, to a small kitchen, with an open window looking out into a backyard of plum trees, lilac bushes, a chestnut tree and a clothes line filled with freshly washed clothes.

I see my Mom, standing in that kitchen with a piece of apple pie, a slice of cheese melted on top, and a cup of ever present black coffee.

A faded memory, so clear while smelling my own apple pie. Sometimes I want to go back. Back to the time when she wasn't sick, battling cancer. To the time she was young, enjoying life, being Mommy. 31 was too young to die.

Funny how the smell of my own apple pie, bought Mommy back for a moment.....bought me back to her....standing in that kitchen at 75 Marsden. St, smiling and eating apple pie.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Few Seconds

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In the kitchen last night, getting a drink at the same time, I glanced UP at Ezekiel, him down at me, and for a few seconds we just stared at each other, then smiled. It was a mere few seconds, but in those seconds, I prayed for time to slow down. Prayed for the world to be kind to this man child, for him to always keep his sense of humor, to have more happiness in his life than sorrow, and if possible to always be close to home.

A mere few seconds....

Look for the Light

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I've been wanting to make some changes to my blog lately, in hopes that it would get me writing again. I clicked on a few things, thinking I would be able to preview my changes before saving and ended up ruining my blog template! I did this without saving the HTML of what my blog originally looked like. Big mistake! I could have cried! I played around with the HTML, knowing nothing about it and after working on it several hours, I am finally ok with how it looks. There are a few tweaks here and there, but.....I actually like it better than what I had.

To kick off my new blog look, I'm participating in 31 Days - a writing challenge. Pick a subject and write everyday in the month October. I haven't decided what I will be writing about. I'm thinking something knit related, but I have a few days yet to decide. I'm just glad my blog is back up and running, especially after the disaster yesterday.