… the happy with the sad…
This week has been up and down. I haven’t written a lot as I kind of ran away from the computer. So this could potentially be a long entry… Knitting content first!
During Grandpa’s funeral, I didn’t know any other way to deal with things than to knit. So while family was over, entertaining themselves with stories, drinking, talking, etc… I pretty much sat and knit. I hadn’t planned on starting this project… it just seemed like it was good and mindless and could be picked up and put down pretty quickly. It’s Joseph’s Blankie of Many Colors from Mason Dixon Knitting. I’m titling the project it’s self “Grandpa’s Blanket of Many Colors”. It’s helping me through a lot of the process I’ve been going through… more on that later.
This picture is after 2 days of family time :). I’ve progressed and I’m now up to:
At the point it is at right now, I’m about 20inches x 20 inches. I have enough yarn that it should be about 60×60 when it’s done! I cant wait 🙂
I’ve also been knitting on moms socks for Christmas. I haven’t made too much progress on them. I’ve also been knitting away on best friends blanket. Pictures of that…
You can’t really tell by the picture but I’ve gotten to the point of the names being in there (it’s being blocked by the yarn of my grandpa’s blanket.
It hit me that Grandpa isn’t going to be there for Christmas. Every Christmas I can remember we spent it with grandpa somehow. In most recent years it’s been enjoying Plumb Pudding on Christmas Eve with him. It’s going to be rough this year as every Christmas I pray that I get another one with Grandpa. That started in 2001 when grandpa had a stroke. He was in a coma right after thanksgiving and was not supposed to even live to see Christmas. 7 years later there were 6 more Christmas’s spent. It’s going to be hard this year. I spent last night crying, upset, frustrated, and just not looking forward to it.
I picked up grandpa’s blankie of many colors and knit another block and laid down and sort of slept. I’ve been going through a period of not sleeping, which has been nothing but frustrating. Too much going on I guess.
In years past, winter has not been much of an excitement to me (unless a snow day is involved). I’ve decided this year to take the Loreli Gilmore approach to snow… There’s something magical about it… So this year… I’m hoping for something magical…