I have always heard crocheting an afghan is a labor of love. When I was a kid, one of my great aunts crocheted an afghan each for me and my two brothers and gave them to us as Christmas presents. Each afghan was a different color, shape and size, and each one made with one of us in mind. We knew they were special and they quickly became our favorite blankets. Until recently, I didn’t realize how much time and effort and love actually goes into making such a gift.
While crocheting my first afghan, I didn’t give it a second thought because I was making it for me. There was no timeline and it didn’t really matter how it turned out. I was learning to crochet and it was something on my bucket list. I knew I would treasure it regardless of its imperfections.
My most recent crochet project, the Textured Stripes Throw from Ravelry.com was different. This afghan was a gift for my parents. Each step of the process I thought of them – I searched for a pattern they would like. I carefully chose colors to match their home. I wanted it to be unique, so I manipulated the pattern a little and randomly choose the stripe colors for each set of row repeats. As I crocheted row upon row, I thought of them and how they’ve been married over 40 years, and their love for one another, their children, and their grandchildren.
As best as I can figure, the afghan took me over 40 hours to complete. I worked on it in small chunks of time over the course of three weeks. I can’t imagine one spending this much time creating something for someone they dislike. As I completed each stitch, I was making progress, but I was also making something for two people whom I love dearly. By the end of the project, I concluded crocheting an afghan truly is a labor of love.