I am really missing Dad. Our daily phone calls, the sound of his laughter...his jokes...him saying "what's for dinner, make me up a plate and I'll sit at the end of the table"! Even though he was 15 hours away....the small everyday things I miss them. But I am happy he is not in pain anymore...and I believe he is looking down from heaven watching over us. And I know he wouldn't want me sitting around crying and depressed all the time. So I have turned to my hooks this week...I find crocheting very therapeutic...it relaxes me and I get in a rhythm and can crochet for hours on end.
So I finished up a few hats for a custom order. And took some photos of some finished work I had done before my trip to Penticton.First is my full size granny square blanket....I made all these squares on the long (20 hour)drive to go visit my Dad. I will always think of him when I see this blanket hanging on the back of my rocking chair in the living room...
2 comments:
Wow - I love your stuff!
Totally agree with crochet being therapy... I'm just sitting here watching the earthquake devastation on tv crocheting.
Big hugs. I agree - not just about crochet but whatever art/caraft we are into. It's good to lose yourself in something completely.
I believe he's with you, I'm not religous at all but I do believe in after life and i do feel my Mum with me sometimes, just when I need to.
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