Excited to share my first paid crochet project! .
I started to learn crochet about a year ago while I sat next to my dad's bed and gave him company.
The concentration it required to learn crochet, how to hold the hook or how to count stitches, gave me and I believe also my father an escape from our harsh realities. Many at times Baba would hold the yarn ball with his left hand (the only part of his body that sort of worked) and keep looking at my hook looping yarn into stitches. While I tried to learn this art and make stuff, my dad would silently just watch, which was quite rare, as ever since we started communicating with him through a white board, all he wanted to do was to point to letters on the board and ask us unlimited questions. The minute we would stop helping him lift his hand to point at the board, he would try and shout- which basically came out as a "Ahh" sound. And he would make this sound every 2 minutes, very similar to how babies sound when they are angry or anxious and can't talk. Hearing those sounds repeatly do eventually spike anxiety and stress in both people - the one making them and the one hearing them. .
So, this yarn and hook became a saviour for us both, once I had my hook and yarn with me, my dad would just go silent and concentrate with me on what I was making. .
This whole process of learning and making something from my hands somehow worked wonders in putting a stop to the anxiety and thoughts, mostly sad or negative, that seem to infinately loop in my head. The yarn, the hook, the stitches, the tutorials - they all just fully engrossed me and took me into some lala land where everything was just...calm...silent...peaceful. .
Sometimes you don't need a counsellor to talk to, sometimes just creating something with your own hands is therapy enough. :) #grieftherapy #itworks #comingsoon #staytuned #crochetfun #anotherone #excited #finalproduct #thismightactuallyworkout #salmonpink #kashmirichai