Friday the 13th always makes me think of my friend Lauren. Lauren, despite some pretty compelling negative personal connotations with the day, decided to reclaim Friday the 13th as a day of creativity and creation. (Google it if you want a history lesson on the significance of both Friday - named after the goddess Freya/Frigga - and the number 13 to pre-Christian cultures.) I distinctly remember sitting on the floor of Lauren's living room about 11 years ago, having a craft night to celebrate the 13th. So it is particularly fitting that I received a package from Lauren this week. I'd been keeping an eye out for it for a few weeks, since Lauren told me a while ago she was putting something in the mail for me, so I think its particularly fortunate that, despite a mixup on the mailing label with our address (I might have inverted numbers when giving Lauren our address - oops!), the post office still managed to get the package to my door. See? Good luck.
The package was a hand crocheted baby blanket, in blue, green and white. The card attached explained that her mother had a tradition of always crocheting a blanket for new babies, and that Lauren was carrying on that tradition. Lauren and I haven't lived in the same city in about 10 years, and our communications have been pretty spotty until recently (thanks, Facebook!), so I am honored/ awed/ grateful that she felt the froglet and I were worthy of this tradition. Lauren's mom Ronni was one of the funniest, warmest people I have ever met; when Lauren told me that she knew Ronni would have wanted to make a blanket for me, so it make Lauren happy to do it, well, I cried.
Yep, another sappy post. (Nice contrast from my mean mom post though, right?) Since I've become pregnant, I have been amazed at the generosity that people have poured out for me and Morgan and our bean. I know I haven't mentioned all the gifts we've received here, nor have I mentioned the sweet phone calls and emails and Facebook messages I've gotten from people ranging from family to life long friends to friends I haven't seen since high school. But I am so grateful for the outpouring of love/ support/ advice/ blankets/ towels/ toys/ t-shirts/ everything that we're continuing to receive that, honestly, I'm a little speechless at times. Thank you, everyone.
Happy Friday the 13th. Go out and create something amazing today.