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As I was putting Arianna to bed this weekend...I looked at this simple, hand crocheted blanket and had a 'wow moment.' As I tucked in my sweet little angel I remembered that this blanket was made with love for me so many years ago...when I wasn't too much older than her. I picked out this yarn at my Great-Grandmother's request and she made me this...early one spring... It has somehow managed to follow me through the years...through all the ups and downs...tears and smiles.

My 'Grandma Dresses' as I called her, emigrated to the US as a child of about 11....from what was once called Czechoslovakia....a neighbor of Russia. She left behind friends and family scattered throughout both Czechoslovakia and Russia. On the long boat ride over she was taught to crochet on her fingers...to help pass the time. She settled in and eventually became a citizen but honored her heritage...she married and had her 9 children...my maternal grandmother being one of them... I have so many happy memories of the 11 wonderful years I got to spend learning from this wonderful and strong woman...who even had the patience to teach me to crochet when I was just 6 or 7 years old...

And now so many years later...the blanket that was made by a woman who came here to find a new life and freedom is covering a child who was born not too far away from where she was born...100 years later. A little girl who is teaching us so much about living and happiness...joined together by a yellow piece of yarn to a woman who taught me so much about living and happiness.

The Circle of Life is so amazing sometimes...

(My apologies to those who read this elsewhere...)