Mom – Dramatic Lyric

Guys…

I am learning to crochet.

I know, I know. I already knit. And tat. And sew. And do beads. And jewelry. The list goes on. I don’t need to add another craft. But I think I just did.

It’s the oddest thing. My mom tried to teach me to crochet when I was little, but it didn’t really take. I could crochet to save my life, but that was about the only thing that could induce me into it. For years I continued like this. And then recently I had this slight urge to learn to crochet. So I got a book from the library and asked a coworker to teach me. Although, it seems more like she refreshed my memory. After some basic explanation I took to it pretty quickly.

It is strangely like deja vu as I watch my hands create the same motions I watched my mother create when I was a child. Maybe at that time I just wasn’t ready to crochet. Maybe now I am.

Created by my Mother

noun

a website containing a writer’s or group of writers’ own experiences, observations, opinions, etc…

A blog is, by definition, all about one person. My blog is about me, your blog is about you, someone else’s blog is about him. That’s the way it is because we all see the world from our own perspective. That’s what makes me different from you and you different from the random guy at the coffee shop. But it can be very easy to focus a blog so wholly on one’s self that it becomes boring and pedantic. Here on Dramatic Lyric I tell you about my life, my stories, my projects, my joys and loves and hates. And it can become so easy to forget other people. Well, today I have something to show you that I had no hand in at all.

Behold: Adorable Cupcake Hats! Created by my mother.

Aren’t they just the bestest??? I love them so much. My wonderful mother, when I told her I had opened an Etsy shop, immediately offered her assistance crocheting hats. Of course I said yes. She does absolutely beautiful work. She is the one who taught me most of what I know about crafting. She taught me how to follow a pattern, and where you don’t have to. She taught me to take pride in what I make – and that means making sure the details are immaculate. I love my mother. She is the bomb!

On a side note, Cupcake Hats are available for purchase here.

Are You My Mother?

As a child my parents read me a story about a young bird who hatches when his mother is away. A confident young chick, he immediately sets out on his own to find her. He wanders here and there, hither and yon, asking every creature he meets, “Are you my mother?” The cow, kitten, dog and chicken all deny being his mother, the car, boat, and plane are not, and the tractor just scares him with its loud “Snort!” But happily the shovel drops him back in his own nest just in time to find his mother.

I too have a mother, believe it or not. Yes, world, even Sopranos have mothers. And my Mom is pretty awesome. I’d like to dedicate today’s post to her. Thanks, Mom, for always being there for me, for making awesome food, for doing laundry and housework. Thanks for taking care of me when I was sick and always loving me and encouraging me in my dreams. I love you.