Greetings dear Unraveler’s!
Hopefully you have arrived at the “I can knit whatever the heck I want” portion of December knitting… especially if you are doing any holiday knitting! Personally, I have been in that mode all month… and it feels very good.
I have begun Hermoine’s Everyday Sock, which I really love to knit. It fits well and I like the purl blips which keep my mind more focused (versus wandering down the long halls of grief.) I had one rather large hiccup this past weekend… Sunday was my dear daughter-in-laws due date and I did not expect for that to be such a crushing day. (Honestly, I did not even think about it until I turned the page to the calendar.) But it reminded me that grief is always the boss. (The yarn is from Six and Seven Fiber, I think it was their October sock color)
Someone shared a quote last week which has been the exact balm I needed (that someone was Felix Ford… who it turns out, I needed very much to spend a couple of hours in her MDK class)
Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go. ―
I don’t know who Jamie Anderson is, but I thank her for her grief wisdom and I thank dear Felix for sharing this quote.
Gnome knitting continues as well… I need to get Gnockette’s braids done and then attach her final bits. She let me know over the weekend she is a Romance Reader (I almost told her she needed to move out at this news… because… EWWW! lol) I have to get her arms done yet, she is so close to being finished! (so stay tuned for her Big Reveal!) And, as you can see above, the body of Gnandad is done but I have yet to begin the “mystery part” knitting which was Monday’s update. I like how he is looking thus far… a very handsome Gnome-to-be!
The reading of “big books” has been “so – so” this week. I finished Mr. Comey’s latest novel (FDR Drive) and, reading friends, this series is not getting better… at all. I gave it 3-stars (and that was really a stretch.)
BUT!! Short story reading is absolutely perfection! I am about halfway through Nina MacLaughlin’s Winter Solstice and I am savoring every word! I am reading a story over the course of several days… digesting slowly the quiet words. Short stories are a good friend to my grief.
And that is all I have for today. As always, if you wrote a post to share please leave your link below!
I really like your socks so far, and am glad that you had them to work on when grief knocked you sideways. I’m sorry your love has to be expressed through purl blips, but that may be a way through. (I love that quote.) And your gnomes! I was as surprised as you were that Gnockette is a romance reader, but there is room for everyone in Gnome World. I look forward to seeing her braids and bits along with Gnanddad’s mystery parts!
That quote is so perfect — I never thought of it that way before, but it absolutely makes perfect sense that grief is love with no recipient. I’m glad you’ve had your knitting to distract you a bit. I’m really enjoying seeing your latest gnomes come together, as I always do.
What a beautiful quote, Kat. It’s so lovely and such a gift . . . when words reach out and touch us exactly when we need to hear (or read) them. XO As for you gnomes . . . So. Dang. Adorable. (And romance . . . can be a great companion . . . for gnomes and for people, too.) I so love the tiny wreath – and can’t wait to see both gnomes in all their finished glory!
Darling Gnomes Kat! The wreath is so great and, like others, I am eagerly awaiting seeing the finished folk. What an amazing and beautiful quote – I will be adding that one to my notebook. Your sock is mighty pretty too. The Hermoine pattern is a great one, isn’t it?
What a beautiful quote. And very timely for me today.
Hugs.
I’m glad you have a project that keeps your mind refocused as you move through your grief. Your gnomes are looking mighty festive!!
Hermione’s Every day Sock is a great pattern. The quote is beautiful. Words and language can be so powerful. That “Ahh” moment when you realize someone else has experienced similar emotions and feelings. The gnomes are darling.
I hate that sort of sneaky grief that hits you when you are least prepared for it more than any other type of grief. I’m sorry you had to go through it this week. I am glad that knitting is helping. I wish I could sit with you and chat.