and I guess I ought to go and get some of it! Working in the garden always makes me feel better - it's getting the hands into the earth that makes the difference. I've finished another blanket. It tells me who it's for when I lay it out, if that makes sense. I just knit and knit my rectangles up, then have a look at them all once laid out. Then it comes to me as to who the blanket is for. This one is for my friend H. He and I worked together back in my 20s, then we flatted together, and after a whole heap of water under our respective bridges, we got back in touch.
He has said, and I have also felt, that no matter where we are, or have been in our lives, I/he has/have always felt them in our lives. Somewhere, somehow, living our lives separately and doing our own things, he has always been there. Knowing he is in the world makes it better. It certainly held me fast in times of sorrow, trouble and just plain pissed-offedness! Knowing that this wonderful man loves me.
Amazing
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