Just a little something for my grandmother. Her 89th birthday is coming up next week and since I always crochet her gift, this year I've made her a cake. She probably won't understand the significance, or even remember what the day is, but she's my grandma and I still want her to have something. My grandma has been suffering from Alzheimer's for a year now and it's been so hard to watch that damned disease take its toll on her. This is the woman who taught me to crochet when I was just 10-year's-old. Everything I have accomplished with my crafts, I owe to her. And now she's perpetually stuck in the year 1937, long before I was born... even before her own children were born. She doesn't crochet anymore, she can't, so the last funky colored potholders I received will be the last crocheted gifts I'll ever have from my grandmother. We used to spend hours talking about crochet patterns and what new projects we were working on. Now, a 20-minute conversation with her will consist of her asking you the same three questions six times because as soon as she asks, she forgets and asks again. It's hard, but she's still my Nana and I love her.

Happy Birthday, Nana!

This pattern was loosely based on the ideas from here