I used to think I preferred Crochet over Knitting because one hook seemed easier to coordinate than two, and there seemed to be less counting. As I've been working on these projects, I dug out all of my books with crochet directions and found some old project flyers mom had purchased.
Ah, doilies, tablecloths, table runners, place mats, bedspreads... now that is what we're talking.
Mom always had some project going using delicate thread with complex patterns incomprehensible to me.
I think my grandmother (paternal, aka The Harridan) taught mom some of her early needlework and perhaps the lessons she learned from her helped her teach herself anything she wanted henceforth (to avoid further sessions) and made it difficult for mom to patiently teach others.
Watching mom create these beautiful crochet objects over the years made me want to learn crochet, I'm sure. Visions of me working handily on projects has always been in the background.
Now, just to grasp the basics and away I go to mom level glory. Tis to dream.