Lou went back to Chicago today. It will be strange getting used to her being gone again. On the plus side, I get to send more mail!
And today, I bought the yarn to make her a hat.
I never would have known I was a knitter if C hadn't commented that she'd always wanted a homemade scarf. The day I decided to knit one was so random, I had no idea the people I would meet or the things I would create.
It calms me. It passes the time when I am idle. It clothes the people I care about. In some small way I feel that I am protecting my family by knitting for them. I can't really explain it and it may not be reasonable, but there is power in what I make. Because it is made with love. My love. Every. Single. Stitch.
|I am a knitter.|