The year 2007 was when my Daddy was diagnosed with lymphoma. It was hard to see a proud strong man slowly deteriorate away. I would have done anything for him but this was one thing I could not help him with. This was the year I picked up my first set of knitting needles. I was sitting with Daddy at the hospital visiting with him as I did everyday. I had to leave a while to run to the store to get some things he wanted. It just happened to be Walmart. I walked past the craft section and I noticed a kit hanging on the wall. It was a “Teach Yourself to Knit” kit. The only thing it did not include was yarn. It had the needles, supplies and a book. I decided to get it and take it with me to the hospital. My plan was to work with it while Daddy was sleeping. I did not realize then that choice had such a impact on my life. I was able to knit without problems and I fell in love with it. It reality, knitting was healing for me and still is to this day. I have been able to make things so I can bless others. I have never sold a item I made – always a gift. I have made hats to take to the local NICU at the hospital. I have made gifts for family and friends.
One of my favorite afghan pattern is the Lion Brand Natural Cable Throw. I have made this many times over. I am planning on adjusting the size to make for a baby blanket.
Only thing I regret is that I never got a chance to make a blanket for my Daddy. I lost him 5 months later. I am blessed. I was able to spend all my time with him. Learning to knit and spending the days with him will always be in my memory and I would not change that.