I was quite close to my Grandma. When I was in college I went to her house on the mornings I had late lectures, she was the inspiration for some of my assignments at uni, and she cried at my graduation (although not as much as my Mum). When I lived in Crewe she was only ever 10 minutes away, and even when I moved to Glasgow I would always make time to see her during my visits.
Grandma passed away about five years ago, and honestly I still don’t think I’ve recovered.
Last week I had a dream about my Grandma. She was in a warehouse full of everything I’ve ever lost or forgotten, trying to understand why she was there. I cried when I woke up. Of course I will never forget her, but it hit my heart and I decided I want to make something in memory of her, something to remind me every time I see it how much she meant to me.
I remember Grandma always smelling of roses, and any hint of rose scent brings my memories of her into focus, so I wanted whatever I made to feature at least one rose. I also knew I wanted a blanket, to comfort me as Grandma did so many times.
A long, looong Ravelry dive (and a nudge from Tony) brought me to the Leisure Arts pattern Roses On Lace, and I instantly knew it was the one.
I’ve only got this far and I’ve already cried three times; it’s always bittersweet remembering the people you’ve lost. But every time I work on it I feel that as long as I remember my Grandma, she will never really be gone.