End of the semester and too many other things to think about that the blog was the last thing. On December 9, 2007, my mother passed. She was 90 and had a fulfilling life with family and friends. Her four children celebrated her life with two simple quiet ceremonies.
My knitting was with me as I traveled for Mom. A pair of socks for Fara has been stumping me, but now one is done and the second one started. She wanted purple knee highs. I also finished the front of my sweater and started the sleeves when sleep escaped me during the time of saying good-bye to Mom. Knitting is my meditation.
