About Rosalie's Daughter

My name is Becca, and I’m Rosalie’s daughter. A few years ago, Rosalie started having difficulty remembering things. Then came the challenges with finding the right words when trying to speak. These days, Alzheimer’s has robbed her of so many things, but Rosalie’s ability to create beautiful items has been one of the hardest to watch slip away. 

My mother always had a way with yarn and fabric. She could look at a stranger’s sweater, count a few stitches, and go home and recreate it with ease. It was lamenting the loss of this talent that inspired me to begin working with yarn again regularly. 

Mum was the one who taught me to knit, crochet, sew, quilt, embroider, cross-stitch (you name it, she could do it) at a very young age. I found that I could now create beautiful items, show her my progress as it developed, and watch her excitement—feeling the various textures, mesmerized by bright colors, in awe of stitches that she “hadn’t seen before.” And this whole new world of color opened for her as well. Where once she would have scoffed at an earth tone or a deep red (my favorite color!), one day she announced: “I like ALL of the colors now.” 

And so, Rosalie’s Daughter was born, a tribute to the mother whose talents I couldn’t begin to match and a way for her to still experience the creative process she always enjoyed so much. It’s also a daily remembrance of our shared love of all things related to yarn, because—as much as we all hate to admit it when we’re young—I am proud today to say that I am very much my mother’s daughter. With a focus on interesting textures and embracing all of the colors, I hope these pieces bring as much joy to you as they did to Rosalie and me during their creation.