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Hey, I’m Seren! 🤘🎸

Some of my earliest memories are tied to my dad and loud music.

Metal albums blasting through the house. Posters on the walls. Songs I didn’t fully understand yet, but somehow felt. Back then, I didn’t know those moments would stay with me forever — I just knew they mattered.

When I was older, my dad got sick. It started quietly. Doctor visits. Long nights. Eventually, he passed away from cancer. The house that once felt alive with music went silent almost overnight.

After he was gone, the only thing that still made the space feel like him was the music.

The same bands he loved. The same albums he used to play. I’d put them on just to feel close again — like for a few minutes, he was still there.

That’s where this started.

I began making these blankets as a way to hold onto that connection. To turn music, memory, and love into something real. Something physical. Something that doesn’t disappear with time.

Each piece is made to order and woven with care. Not rushed. Not mass-produced. Because when something carries memory — when it carries someone — it deserves time.

If a song reminds you of someone you’ve lost,

or a moment you wish you could keep just a little longer —

you’re in the right place.

— Seren 🖤

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