I so much wanted to show him Evet’s gorgeous Earth Day photos in response. I think they could answer his question better than I ever could. And man, ya gotta love those last two: someone had slammed a door loudly behind Evet, and Mama Clara announced, Okay, that’s it, you’re done. Bye.
And that was what I’d planned to blog about today. And then I got an email.
That shawl that I mailed off that had so bugged me that it had taken me three weeks, what with taxes and all, to finish and get done: it arrived today where it was going. On the most right day, and the delays that had seemed such a problem to me suddenly made sense. The person I sent it to took the time to thank me right away, which amazes me after all the things she had to deal with and do today–including attending a service for a fourth-grader from her school who had passed on Saturday.
I am so glad I didn’t ignore the impulse to go knit that. I am so grateful that my hug arrived around her shoulders the first day possible after the loss of that little girl she knew. This is what knitting is all about: sending love forward.
I forgot to tell her one thing, though, which is that if it should ever snag or tear, there is a spare length of yarn worked a good ways across the bottom row. Anywhere else, surely it would get lost or tossed, but there it is. Invisible but right there at hand, ready to reloop a broken loop, ready to hold it back together for her, at the ready, any time.
Which is as close as I could do to doing that in person for her from several thousand miles away.