The last few days. I have documented some of my craft phases. I didn’t include watercolors, oil painting, knitting, or crocheting. And another one I didn’t document is rugmaking. I have made quite a few by crocheting long torn strips of fabric. This one below is kind of special, though.
March 2008, my youngest son got T-boned by a truck going 65 mph. We stood by the side of the road praying, crying, and trying to breathe as firefighters went through 2 jaws of life, cutting him out of his car. He was medi-vacced away in a helicopter, and the next few months were a blur of pain, surgery, recovery, and therapy.
Below is remains of his Grand Am, now called the Grand Was! The rug above is his recovery rug. I gave myself carpal tunnel pain, working, working, working hour after hour, day after day as I took my turn in hospital vigils. Thankfully, he has recovered with only minimal residual damage, except for the 15″ abdominal scar. We are thankful to God for His intervention.