My
wonderful Nana taught me to knit when I was around 7 or 8 years old, patiently casting on, picking up stitches ( lots ) untwisting yarn, pulling down rows and knitting them back up again ( lots ) and casting off for me ... yes, she did most of my early knitting.
My Nana always had something on the go, a ball of yarn and some needles in her bag to knit on the bus, in her apron pocket to knit afew rows while watching something on the stove and down the side of her chair to relax with while having a cup of tea.
She knitted for everybody, cardis for new babes, jumpers for friends, hats, scarfs,mittens for a neighbour's children ... there was always someone to knit for.
She died 2 weeks before my wedding. I was
devastated.
I miss her always, wishing she could have been here to see my children, to have knitted cardis, hats and mittens for them .. to have held them and for them to have felt the wonderful absolute love that I always felt when she held me.
I adore knitting, just like my Nana did.
I began knitting again, after the loss of my daughter,39 minutes after birth in 2005, finding comfort in the familiar and a sense of purpose with each stitch.I soon discovered so many charities that needed knitted items,
of course the ones that touched my heart deepest were and still are, charities providing special gowns, hats and blankets for babies born too soon or who spend only a short time here.
I am so thankful for the wonderful gift my Nana gave me and I know that each item knitted is one knitted with her.
I hope she would have been proud.
http://cuddles-uk.org/http://preemiesuk.googlepages.com/home.htmlhttp://www.emmazinggracefoundation.org/