She is right take your time.((((Hugging You)))) Darcy

Sending you hugs and love. The link you provide is really powerful – thank you for sharing. The pictures are very touching.

This time you are knitting as a healing gift for yourself, too. May each stitch bring comfort and good memories.

She is so right! I’m glad you are able to remember this. I hope you can take Barbara’s comment to heart – knitting being a healing gift to yourself.

I’m adding my hugs to those given to you and your friends.

Thank you for adding the link to his smile, his stunning eyes and his personality that comes through the screen.

Yes, perhaps giving the shawl at a time when most people have returned to their own lives and this family is still grieving will be much appreciated.

Thank you for posting the link to Brian. I feel sad for all the people who loved him.

Hugs to you for caring!

Alison, I had to be taught this very thing when my friend Zack was killed in Afghanistan a couple years ago. I somehow thought that I needed to deal with and sort out all of my feelings at once… but had to be taught that it takes lots of time and lots of tears to mourn someone. And, sometimes that mourning is strong and overwhelming and sometimes it is a fleeing thought of a memory.

I watched the slideshow of Brian. The light inside of him is surely shining as a star in the sky now. He seemed to live life to the fullest.

In every stitch there will be a memory, a warmth, a tear, and in the fabric a healing. Hugs & prayers!

Like Amanda, I watched the slide show of Brian’s photographs and thought of his shining light.

He was a handsome young man. There is a saying that the longest trip starts with a single step. Perhaps that is also true with healing.

Humor —

There was the caller who asked for a knitwear company in Woven.
Operator: “Woven? Are you sure?”
Caller:       “Yes. That’s what it says on the label — Woven in Scotland.”

That is so right. Just like you can only walk by putting one foot in front of the other. One at the time. Otherwise you do not move faster, just fall down…

Don’t be too concerned about when your memorial shawl is completed. I have never seen anyone with more serendipitous timing in all that they do. You always seem to be at the right place at the right time. . . . . even when you’re “late”.

I lost my mom to Lou Gehrig’s disease last summer and in some ways I am mourning more now than I did in the first weeks after her passing. In the beginning I think I was bracing myself against the pain of the loss and trying to “hold it together” during the frenzied weeks of activity that unavoidably followed. Now, months later, it’s in the quiet moments of everyday life that I miss being able to speak with her and tell her of the little joys I find.

Since your link was on the the word why. Go check out the lyrics of Rascal Flatts new song “Why”.

It’s on repeat on my iPod right now. Yes it’s a sad song, yes it’s well written, yes it’s pretty accurate in many cases.

And it makes me think of my brother.

You’re a doll Alison.

What lovely photos – they truly tell his story.