I'm not a very good blogger. I've tried several times, but it always seems to go by the wayside. Well, here's another attempt.
Over a year and half ago, on a trip home for Christmas, my Mom and Dad gave me a new knitting bag (I'd been keeping my projects in plastic grocery bags) and a needle holder, a book, and a HUGE skein of Red Heart Super Saver. Ten months later, my Mom was diagnosed with brain cancer. While she was going through her treatments and getting worse, I picked up those knitting needles and yarn and started working on a simple ribbed scarf. The scarf has some wrong stiches, and even a couple of slipped stitches where I got distracted with my thoughts, or couldn't see thru tears.
Well, I lost my Mom in January. Among the things that she left to me where all of her needles, her knitting stand from the living room and her yarn stash. I've been knitting just about every day now, the scarf won't be the prettiest or the most perfect, but I'm leaving those wrong stitches. Each one of them is in memory of my Mom.
I'll try to keep posting more often. The typing may be therapeutic. I don't know if anyone will ever read this, but if you do, please be patient with me. Thanks for taking the time to listen.