This is a very wordy post, apologies, feel free to scroll down to just the knitting.
Before I moved 300 miles away from home, the duty of fixing my family’s drama fell to both myself and my sister Rabbie. Its been a decade since I moved, and unfortunately I’ve left her with the brunt of dealing with this task alone.
I’ll admit, I feel guilty about it, but having two children of my own, it’s generally coupled with the thought that my plate is full enough already, and a wave of home sickness best left not being dwelt upon.
About a fortnight ago, I found out that her brother in law was in a very, very bad way and going in for a major operation with a 50/50 chance of survival.
It was going to fall to my sister to help keep her husband’s family together, to be the shoulder to cry on and to say the right things and keep the world turning for them all.
My reaction: she needed a hug.
But I’m 300 miles away.
So I made her one.
(Clapotis by Kate Gilbert, a beautiful, simple and effective free pattern.)
A long time ago, an old lady told me about prayer shawls (she was making one), at the time I didn’t think much of them, not being religious, but now I see there place in the grand scheme of things.
The energy and need to do something whilst not knowing what I should, and the worry and concern I have, can be knitted into something beautiful that can offer someone comfort.
A hug, that can be worn when I’m not there to give her one.
Starting total – 576
Wool used – 58 (2 used)
Wool bought – 16 (3 more, mentioned above)
Wool given – 155
Wool gifted – 31
Total – 661
Fleece bought/own – 13 lots, varying quantities…in process of being cleaned (three lots of washing), carded and combined by sheep breed.