I think that is one of the signs of a true friend, when you stick together no matter what, and you can say things like “I knew you when.”

Although, there are some people, that, you walk into their presence for the first time and you find this instant sense of belonging. You know you’re with a friend, even if they’re someone you don’t know well at all yet.

And I have found that when you knit for someone, it’s so easy to become that for that person, whether you even ever meet them or not. It’s just a couple of sticks with string getting looped over and over around them, but knitting can be so powerful!

I love to see you with gifts from others. It only seems fitting. You give so much, and I am glad you get to receive once in a while too.

Thank you; I get given far more than my share. I hesitate these days to post about when other people knit for me, because I’m afraid of making myself the center of attention for other people’s generosity; there are such great needs out there in the world for what we can offer, and I don’t want to be a distraction, much though I appreciate the kindness of others as much as anybody.

And also because, after I once mentioned some socks that had been knitted for me, one woman I don’t know said, gee, maybe she should knit me something too? I told her I would be delighted if she were to look around her and see someone who could use a smile, and put her needles to use to make them happy. That would be so cool. She took huge offense at that, told me I didn’t value her knitting (huh?), that my acting kind was all a fraud, etc etc etc… Her email was fairly abusive, totally unexpected, and I was pretty stunned. I decided I would keep my thank-you’s private and one-on-one after that.

But I really needed Laura’s knitted hug the other day, (and Pam’s wristwarmers hug, and Robin’s, too), and I finally decided I would just go blog about it after all.