I wanted a new knitting project. I was working on a hand embroidered ring sling for a friend and decided I wanted to knit something amazing. I wanted to knit a sweater for myself, however when looking at yarn, I realized a sweater was way out of my budget. I was about to tell my work that I wasn’t going back to work after having our third son two months before. I knew I didn’t need to spend the money on yarn.
My friend Nikki suggested a shawl.
A shawl? My mind went to old ladies sitting on a front porch in a rocking chair. I couldn’t do anything with a shawl! And then I saw the pattern Color Affection. Oh my, it is gorgeous and only required three skeins of yarn. I decided that I would try it, even though I still really wanted to make a sweater. My friend questioned my sanity on choosing Color Affection. She warned that the fingering yarn would take forever, but at $30 total for the project, it was the option I went with.
So on my way to my great-aunt Martha’s funeral in Paris, TN, I stopped at The Haus of Yarn in Nashville. I found the yarn I wanted. I chose pink, light orange and a pink-red. I began the project right after I finished the ring sling. My first memories of this shawl are at my grandmother’s house as she is mourning the death of her sister.
I worked on this project off and on. With three young children at home, my knitting time was often limited to road trips where my husband was the driver.
I worked on this project on road trips to North Carolina, Missouri, Colorado and Georgia.
I knitted on this shawl in the waiting room when my Papa Charlie was admitted to the hospital and told he had days to live. I knitted more at my grandmother’s house as she took care of him at the nursing home while he tried to rehab. I knitted this shawl surrounded by my family as we mourned the loss of my Papa Charlie.
I knitted this shawl while at ICAN meetings and women cried as they talked through their births, trying to heal their hearts.
I knitted amongst friends as we laughed and joked about life.
I knitted while waiting for babies to be born.
I knitted at my father-in-law’s as my husband’s great-aunt’s memory quickly started to deteriorate, as she was admitted into the nursing home, as we said goodbye to her for the last time.
Always knitting, knitting memories.
I love this shawl.
I finished the shawl last week. It makes me think of my loved ones. Each stitch a part of this last year and a half.
A very hard year and a half full of transitions: a move to a new place, death, new friends, celebrating old friends, happy road trips with my family, postpartum depression, and three sweet boys that are loud and sweet.
I’m glad this project took as long as it did, it makes it that much more special.