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Eleanor in Heaven
Created By: Linda Richardson
Eleanor was born in the early 1900's and by 1910 she and her sister lost their mother. They were shuffled from elderly Grandparents to elderly Aunts around the country. By her teens she was working as a domestic for room and board. Somewhere along the line someone taught her to crochet and she made all the doilies so popular at that time. I met Eleanor when I was 24 and married her son at 25. I had been taught to knit at age 7, and taught myself to crochet when I was 20. Whenever we visited my mother-in-law and father-in-law I always took some project with me. She would watch me crochet and finally one day she asked me to show her how to crochet with yarn. I had made several beautiful solid color afghans that I loved and had the pattern in my head. I showed her and she excitedly created an afghan. Over the years she made every member of the family and many many others afghans. Each time I would see her I would ask-well what number is this-and we would laugh that I had created a monster. She made over 70 afghans with love. Sadly her personality began to change and she began to fade away from us - soon she only remembered her children and grandchildren, and then they each began to fade. One day at the memory care unit while visiting I saw in the corner of her closet a huge tangled twisted ball of yarn. Even with her severe Alzheimer's she was trying to crochet. It really tugged at my heart. Eleanor passed away at 83, so alone in her own little world - a heartbreak for us all. At her funeral, with the permission of her 5 grown children I tucked her favorite size crochet hook and a small ball of her favorite color yarn in her casket. We all smile as we know she is in heaven watching over us and crocheting away. I bet there isn't an angel around her that doesn't have a gossamer spun crocheted afghan made from love.
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