At Christmas I saw my cousin J and his wife A for the first time since they were married - three months before I was, so it had been more than two years. They announced that they were going to have a baby. I was so excited for them, and they were so getting handknits for their little one.
After Christmas the Mad Knitters had a holiday gathering with a yarn swap, where I got a pastel variegated fuzzy acrylic. It was immediately earmarked for their baby.
This is the blanket I made. The baby's name was Zachary, and he didn't make it. I won't ever meet him, but his mommy and daddy will get a blanket for him anyway. I didn't start it until I got the news that he was sick, and it wasn't finished until he was gone, but it was a labor of love - the only thing I could do for J & A from across the country, while my heart broke for them.
It's not much, but it's something. Something for Zachary, who was loved.