Yes, of course socks. I started sock 2 on a very busy evening before a funeral. I was grateful for busy hands to calm a busy brain. Somehow my eyeballs weren't working right when I cast on so I didn't start the socks in the same place in the colorway. This means the stripes will not match. It doesn't seem to bother me as much as I thought it would, so I kept going. Heck, it's knitting! There is a chance that if it drives me nuts after I cast off, I have enough yarn for another pair. They aren't very big socks. Meanwhile, I'm not worrying about it.
I know you, the Knitters are going to show concern and support because that is what you do in all things. But let me say that I was glad I could go with my Dad and Stepmother and sister, we made it to the Mass before and saw the family.
I was okay, better than I often am when saying good-bye. She had a good life filled with laughter, dancing and good travels. This woman was a fixture in some of my best childhood memories. I'd see her in summers and weekends and holidays visiting my Great Aunt and Uncle and cousins in the San Joaquin Valley/Central Valley. I can't even explain how magical Easters were at her ranch. I remember holding her hand looking at her seasonal decorations everywhere when I was little. But the thing that really sets my heart a glow was her warmth, her strength and her ability to tap into the best of everyone. She could have a hundred people over and she always seemed to make time for everyone. She always asked me how I was doing and if I was enjoying myself. I always felt like she genuinely cared. When my parents were getting divorced she never asked me about them but always about myself. As a cynical tween, this meant a lot to me.
Anyhow, I hope I show the world a little of the grace and strength that she shared with many.
Thanks for letting me have a moment. She was a fantastic lady.
All the best my friends. Remember the good in each other.
I know you, the Knitters are going to show concern and support because that is what you do in all things. But let me say that I was glad I could go with my Dad and Stepmother and sister, we made it to the Mass before and saw the family.
I was okay, better than I often am when saying good-bye. She had a good life filled with laughter, dancing and good travels. This woman was a fixture in some of my best childhood memories. I'd see her in summers and weekends and holidays visiting my Great Aunt and Uncle and cousins in the San Joaquin Valley/Central Valley. I can't even explain how magical Easters were at her ranch. I remember holding her hand looking at her seasonal decorations everywhere when I was little. But the thing that really sets my heart a glow was her warmth, her strength and her ability to tap into the best of everyone. She could have a hundred people over and she always seemed to make time for everyone. She always asked me how I was doing and if I was enjoying myself. I always felt like she genuinely cared. When my parents were getting divorced she never asked me about them but always about myself. As a cynical tween, this meant a lot to me.
Anyhow, I hope I show the world a little of the grace and strength that she shared with many.
Thanks for letting me have a moment. She was a fantastic lady.
All the best my friends. Remember the good in each other.
I'm sorry for you and your family's loss. It is always hard for us to say goodbye. My centenarian great aunt passed right before her 104th birthday. LIKE on the socks.
ReplyDeleteSomeone who shows genuine concern for others is classy in my book, and this lady sounds like she was a class act. My deepest sympathy to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteYour socks look fabulous. Wear them with pride in the memory of this woman who made such a big difference in your life.
I'm so sorry for your loss. It sounds like you have some wonderful memories!
ReplyDeleteAs for the not-so-matchy sock, fraternal socks are good too.
The socks are looking good
ReplyDeleteAnd that's a lovely tribute.
She sounds like a wonderful lady, I'm glad you feel that you are a better person for knowing her. A life of laughter, dancing and good travels is a good thing indeed . Hugs, CJ xx
ReplyDeleteGood memories are the proof of a wonderful woman! Fraternal socks will still warm your feet and that's the primary point! What a nice picture you have painted of this family member!
ReplyDeleteGoodbyes are so difficult. It sounds like she had a life well lived and that's something to find comfort in. Big hugs.
ReplyDeletePS...love the socks.
So sorry for your loss Ellen, but what a lovely tribute you have written. The sox are great - I think I prefer non-matchy.
ReplyDeleteLove the socks!
ReplyDeleteI think your friend sounds like a lovely person. And I'm glad that in the end, your memories are all good ones. :-)
Your socks will be one of a kind! And they are very fun. So glad you were able to support the family of such a lovely sounding woman, but sorry for your loss. Hugs to you!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful memories! Ones to cherish always. Big hug. Love the socks and their uniqueness!
ReplyDeleteLove un MATCHY socks. Life is too full of matches! Matches matches, we don't need no stinking matches...(or badges if you are Cheech and Chong)
ReplyDeleteHugs to you ELLEN!
Ah loss, the harder part of life.
Keep those memories close to your heart. She sounded like a graceful and kind friend. Hugs to you!
ReplyDeleteColorful mismatched stripes are the best!
Someone who knows how to talk to a teen in the midst of a divorce is a very special person indeed! May her memory be a blessing.
ReplyDeleteThe people that we meet in our lives, especially those that touch us this deeply are often the hardest to say goodbye to. Love that you have those special memories of her to keep with you always as she seems to have been an example of the how we should all carry out our lives. What a lovely tribute my friend.
ReplyDeletesuch a sweet sweet tribute! I like the socks that do not match exactly they will be fun to wear :)
ReplyDeleteShe sounds amazing and so full of life, and she sounds like someone who would delight in mis-matched socks, so knit away my friend.
ReplyDeleteMeredith
and in so doing....you let her live on. Lessons to us all.
ReplyDeleteAnd those socks.....they really look perfect in their imperfectedness!!! (yes, I just made up that word.)