Nearly ten years ago I fell very ill. I was stuck in bed and was unable to pursue any of my usual activities. The days were passing at a snail’s pace and I grew increasingly frustrated. Then one day I told my partner to head to the local yarn shop to pick up some supplies. I had not been knitting or crocheting for several years, but I thought it may help pass the time.
I did not know that those simple supplies would transform my life.
This is the first hat I made. I still wear it.
When I was unable to feed myself or get dressed, I could knit three rows on a simple scarf.
When I was recovering from going to the hospital, I could sit up in the chair and sew on buttons.
When I needed to catch my breath from walking, I could finish the thumb on some mittens.
When I could hold a conversation, I found a knitting group and made friends.
When I looked in the mirror and recognised myself, I was wearing a handknitted jumper of my own design.
Stitch by stitch I remade my life. Stitch by stitch I became healthier. Stitch by stitch I regained confidence. Stitch by stitch, life changed and so did I.
I am forever thankful for the Making stuff impulse I had one day many years ago.