This past few days have been a trying time for me and my family. We gather around to say goodbye to the head of our close knit family. Everyone deals different. Me? I just knit. There is something soothing in the click of the metal needles. Slowly watching two sticks and some string create something that can be used for life. It is kinda like a family. So many different strands are knit together to create a fabric stronger as a whole than separate. Of course my heart is breaking. My soul is crying. But. I just knit. Each tear drop that falls and is absorb into the yarn tells another part of the story. It makes the wool felt with makes it stronger. It tells us that tears are what makes us stronger. Family members that haven't spoken to each other in years share words of comfort. Even as she is leaving us, she is knitting is closer together. So I will continue to knit creating fabrics and items with love and kindness. I can tangible piece of my heart on to my love ones. Peole look at me strange and probably ask how can she just sit there and knit. But as the Catholics finds solace in the feel of a well used rosay, I find solace in a simple pattern. So as my heart breaks, I just knit.
