I remember it was my gramma that taught me to embroider and to knit.
My mom knit all our mohair sweaters growing up in Canada.
She crocheted the grandbabies countless outfits as well as baptism dresses.
When she came down with cancer and was in a place of healing sorta; I had her crochet all the bed dolls for memories sake.
I have the two beautiful sweaters in my closet she made me before passing. I will never wear them because I would never risk making them.