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Try, Try Again

It started out as a quick little project to use up some yarn. While browsing Ravelry, I came across this cute basket. I had some yarn that would be perfect. I haven't crocheted in quite a while, but really, how hard could it be? Ha! First time, I kept thinking that maybe it should be a little thicker, that maybe it would not stand up on its own. And then, as the trellis pattern developed, I realized that mine did not quite look right. I wasn't sure how to fix it though, since I seemed to be following the pattern correctly. I trudged along until the only thing I could do was to rip the whole thing out and start over. So I had a huge pile of yarn on the classroom floor that I was just sure the kids would turn into a huger mess. I got a smaller crochet hook and began again. The bottom of the basket was immediately much more like what I wanted. Great! Then onto that trellis pattern. Still it was not looking quite right. I went along for a few more rounds. Then I stopped and took a really close up look at the picture in the pattern. Then I re-read the pattern. Then the light bulb came on and I knew what I was doing wrong. So, I ripped it out yet again. Finally it is looking right and I know I will like the results.





So hang in here with me a little longer whilst I try and get philosophical and make a connection to my life. During the last months with the move and all the emotional upheavals of our family, I have lost sight of the big picture. What I am trying to accomplish with my children, with my family. I trudged along, not really happy with how things were going, but not sure how to make it what I had envisioned. Then I remembered what it was I had originally wanted for my family when we started this home schooling adventure. It was to get my family to Heaven. I don't need them to go to the best schools, or to be "successful" in the world's eye. I want them to be full of joy, and I believe that comes from God above. So, there needs to be some unraveling, if you will, of habits formed during these crazy months. I will start again. And honestly, I will probably have to start over more than once, since I am not perfect. I will mess up again. I just need to remember to keep striving for the results I hope to achieve.





They are worth it, all the work.



Trying to stay on the right path, I sometimes feel as flattened as those bugs on the windshield. But I will try, try again!

Joining Ginny for the Yarn Along.
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  1. BarbaraJune 5, 2014 at 9:53 AM

    I know just what you mean. The work, it just requires so. Much. Energy. Sometimes it's enticing to become the flattened bug and just be still and squished.

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  2. DesertSnowdropJune 5, 2014 at 11:30 AM

    Love the look of your basket. Have always wanted to give them a try.
    Ditto about trying over and over. It seems that life has a funny way of encouraging us to change, sometimes kicking and screaming the whole way. ;)

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  3. KarenJune 5, 2014 at 1:27 PM

    Love your simple object lessons, that provide so much truth about life (and mothering). Blessings on us all as we start over and over again. It is worth it all.

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