Day 16-Purple Baby Blanket

photo by Luanne Kloster

"I too loved my time carrying my children...sacred vessels these bellies of ours...and I've had losses too, and know the feeling of aloneness that brings (I know that isn't a real word, but it fits the feeling in a way that loneliness can't)..." -K


I read this comment written by friend last night about the picture from Day 2-Babies Are Miracles. It made me think about the purple baby blanket I crocheted in 1998. I took the blanket out of the hope chest and started taking pictures. In February of that year, I found out I was pregnant. After several miscarriages, I was nervous by happy. Unfortunately, I was in the hospital a few days later because it was an ectopic pregnancy. While I was recovering, I started crocheting a baby blanket. I thought it would help me through the "aloneness" and sadness. It helped, but time was the best remedy.

I am now entering the menopause years and thinking about how old I will be when I become a grandmother. The blanket somehow feels different in my hands now.


For anyone who may need some support, I found this wonderful site.

http://www.nationalshare.org/index.html