Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Found It!

I found it!!! I found my knitting groove again! That didn't take too long, a prayer to Saint Anthony (as you Catholics know) and there it was my knitting groove. Well okay maybe that wasn't all I did.

As I posted in my last blog I really couldn't seem to get into knitting again. So, after mom, brother Bill and sister-in-law Helen left Sunday, I set to work. Not house work either. I spent more time on Ravelry looking at my friends knitting projects, then I put on a good movie and knitted. Then spent some time with a good book about knitting, by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee also lovingly known as the Yarn Harlot, and presto, my groove is back.

The socks I posted a photo of have less than 30 minutes worth of work left to them, and I'm spending every moment I'm not knitting to figure out what the next project will be. Ahhh yes, we're back!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Finding Peace

So much of the knitting I've done over the past couple of month has been for dad. Socks and hats to keep him warm. Now that I no longer need to knit for dad I've had a hard time picking up my needles.

There were, however, a couple of projects I was managing to struggle with that I forced myself to finish yesterday. That is right FORCED myself to knit.
A summer skirt and halter top for Faith.

The first in a pair of socks, not sure who they are for yet.
Maybe because knitting brings me such peace and joy and my heart is hurting so much right now I just can't find the passion for it. But, I'm confident that with time, like everything else, it will become easier and once again I'll find peace with it.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Gone to Heaven

On Sunday, June 28, my dad passed away peacefully in our home. Mom and I were with him.

Now I sit at my brother's house in Massachusetts, preparing to go to the wake tonight. How wonderful it is to have such a loving close family. How do people manage to make it through difficult times like these without siblings, nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles by their sides? We are truly blessed!

The pain of dad not being with us physically any longer feels like it will never go away, but I've been reassured that it will become easier. For now I just keep reminding myself to continue to breath in and out, and pray that God will see me through this like he always does.