Back when I had a doll-making morning with the kids, I had a very strong vision of making a doll holding a basket; the basket would carry the owner's sorrows, and the doll would offer them a little comfort.
I found, in my boxes of crafty stuff, the exact kind of raffia I had been dreaming of, and the right upholstery needle.
So I got to sewing the raffia basket, and couching it down.
I gave her a beautiful plaid back, a little stuffing, and... she was born.
I wrapped her up gently, and sent her to a friend who needed a little support, with the understanding that she will in turn pass it on when she is feeling stronger. I hope this doll keeps on traveling, offering comfort and love wherever she goes.