It can be a bit sad can't it... I'm "off on one" over christmas this year - It's all got so commercialised.
I knitted an afghan for my sister/neice when my neice was born. My sister loved it, and used to curl up under it when my neice eventually went down for naps when she was first born. However, Since then, I'm not sure it's seen light of day - and, i'm sure, it's because she doesn't want it to get damaged/dirty... bless her, I must have a word with her and let her know I made it for her to use it!!!!
My Nanna taught me to crochet, and so whenever I crochet something, I'm invariably thinking of the person the item is for, or, thinking about the good times with my Nanna, remembering watching her crochet, and the times we'd be sat doing it together.
It's the very same with knitting - the hours I spent watching my Gran knit whilst staying with her on holiday... and when she came to visit, I used to desperately hope she'd brought it with her, so i could watch her knit!!!
My beloved is desperately after a scarf... I've had so many hints dropped I can't move for them. He's on a course all next week, so I will be a frantic-knitter with sparks a flying trying to get it done whilst he's away - big surprise!
Having said that... I've recently comleted a "supposedly" 6 hour throw for my mum... all worked in stocking stitch and you guess it - it's turned into a rolypoly sausage type thing! I thing it's going to get frogged and "tweaked" slightly!! Even if I didn't, I think mum would love it whatever shape it was in.
I still have in my coat pocket some blue fingerless gloves my gran knitted for me about 4 years or so ago. I was working in a freezing cold "office" with no central heating, and my hands used to get frozen. I happened to mention this to her in a telephone call, and lo and behold, about a week later a little parcel turned up for me- with these gloves in!!! I wore them constantly.. and still do!
I have an aran knitted hat (actually, I think I ended up with two for some reason...) that she also knitted me, and one or two other bits knocking around that she made.
I love these things, and even more so now. Nanna died about 12 or so years ago, and Gran died a couple of years ago, and wearing these things now remind me of her, and watching her knit for hours and hours on end whilst staying on holidays, and - as a bonus, it feels like I get a hug from her whilst wearing them!
On a side note - I have to say that I have tried knitting on and off over the years, but it's only since Gran died, that I've actually had any success at it. Maybe that was her parting gift to me? I like to think so.
Love ya Gran!
PS - My sister wrote a poem for my Gran, it's a really really good word picture of her, and makes me either cry or start manically smiling each time I read it! Its on my blog
, as a tribute to both my sis and my gran.