One of my most precious wedding gifts some 38+ years ago was this hand-made crocheted afghan from my mom.
As newly married college students on a financial aid budget, the afghan was the perfect cover-up needed for our vintage but affordable 1960s style futon.
It was the perfect cover-up needed on long evenings and even longer weeks when a new job/career meant travel for my husband and lots of alone time for a pregnant me in a city far from home.
It was the perfect cover-up needed on days when sick kiddos spent their time on the couch, resting while watching Tom & Jerry.
It was the perfect cover-up needed when grief gripped our hearts over the loss of a parent or two.
It is still the perfect cover-up for watching hours of Hallmark shows while fighting cold symptoms and sniffles.
This sweet afghan has been washed time and time again and yet it still retains the same shape and color from when it was first made, all those years ago.
It was made with love, which continues to be the perfect cover-up for all seasons of life.