Friday, May 27, 2011
Diary of bereaved mother
Knitting was what I did as therapy during my bereavement. isn't the jumper stunning? People, strangers came up and asked me where I bought it. They couldn't believ that I knitted it. Then they offered to buy it or commission me to make one for them.
I told them, my knitting was not for sale. As each knit or purl I made, I thought of Andrew. Deborah loved wearing it. The pink skirt was part of a set. I sewed that too.