In a world of automation, mass production, and fast fashion, why would anyone spend over $50 on yarn and six months of their life to crochet a sweater? That is a question I asked myself about half a million times on the two occasions I did just that.

With each stitch I added to the sweater, I thought of my mother, who taught me how to crochet. I thought of my best friend, who spent several Friday nights hanging out and crocheting with me. I thought of all the women in history who had spent years twisting and knotting and mending with thread and yarn.

To create is to be human, and when I look at my two crocheted sweaters, I see friendship, love, and determination. I think about all the connections I’ve made and the threads that tie us all together, and remember that nothing could be more

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