Harps and Thistles sent a link to a post that spoke to me this morning:
I sent the link to my knitting group with the comment below:
I think this speaks to many of us…..Certainly I would never have made it through my husband’s year of treatment without my knitting and my computer. And what a crazy thing it is that I can almost not knit any time except when passing hours in some waiting room or event?
Sally sent me the following comment that made me want to blog these thoughts:
Thank you Marsha. This is so true both as the waiter and the patient. Socks are my waiting room project. Sometimes just one row. Sometimes knit so tightly that you can notice the gauge change. Sometimes many weird stitches that are repaired at a calmer moment or left as a sort of a scar and a reminder. Socks never seem to just be socks.
And I added to her:
Your words call me to put a blog post together…..It is almost like a life line to know that your knitting is with you if you end up all night at the hospital instead of just an hour or two in the waiting room. A comfort to have it with you even if you don’t actually knit or even knit poorly.
I am preparing to spend many hours on a plane in the next week...and one of the most important things I will have with me is my knitting. A project not so hard that I will have trouble....and not so large as to have to lug it...and not so easy as to not be of interest. It needs to fit easily into my back pack.
