My Nana crocheted this rug for my mom in 1986. I think it was a gift in honor of my sister being born. My sister might tell you that it is her rug, but it has lived with me since I found it in the back of her childhood closet when I was helping my mom clear out the house. I have a fierce commitment to its preservation, whatever future purges and redecorations are to come. As I make choices about what to keep, what to throw out, and what to acquire in our bedroom, I will have to consider what is capable of sitting next to such a loud and demanding element. I know it certainly isn't the current situation...
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