I rarely if ever upload a blog post without feeling inspired about something or by someone and today is no exception to this. I am sure you will remember my last post about the trials of knitting Ysolda's Mīlēt mittens for a knitworthy gift. Today I am happy to start my blog with the news that dad has just left our home with the mittens packed up and ready to fly to my friend. My nervous system has just come out of the the experience of knitting the mitten for someone else and this progressed to me trying to think they would be fine (dad had to convince me they were just like mine) I am never carless with anything I knit and friends will know I will rip out mistakes but will my friend think the photos made them look better than they will be on her hands! I will be anxious waiting and know I will avoid my message box although I know the post to Canada is very slow so maybe I can breathe easier for a month or so.
I knit the second mitten slowly too but had determination that I had to finish as soon as I possibly could. This is when the thumbs up turned into a story which made me smile. I have been alone knitting and sometimes this can be isolating although I recognise it is my inability to join in the groups that I used to be an active member off. The sections started to overwhelm me and I didn't like the fact I just dropped by as this wasn't what belonging to a group should be. I had made lovely friends but I hated having to say that my energy was low and I was struggling to keep up with all the fun. I had a few friends who kept contact but thought I was long forgotten until I started to knit a tiny thumb which needed all my concentration as my hands aren't working as they should be and risking a stitch dropping off was something I was trying to avoid. I set aside time, told dad to stop breathing when he passed my room ;) he knew what I meant and tread quietly by. I had sent messages during the week but nobody seemed to be about so I decided this was my time to finish the mitten.
The next part of my story is quite unbelievable as out of the blue, my iPhone and iPad sprung into life and just about everyone decided to contact me either by text, email of private message! my sister was in Italy and a photo of her and her husband in lovely scenery to cheer me up arrived - oops Heather I am picking up stitches round a thumb...emails I have set to alert pinged in from a few friends I had contacted but knew they must have been too busy to reply last week. When I went to my other email account online I found messages from friends in the group I thought had long forgotten me! Instagram PMs arrived on my screen and it was Beverley no friends who suddenly had a lot of friends at a critical moment when knitting a thumb. All of these friends apart from my sister are people I have met online, mainly in the knitting community. Hands of friendship personified in the mittens. The mittens are going to a lady who contacted me via this blog. After curating so many things and feeling at times I was alone friends joined me the evening I knit a thumb. I had to step myself replying to anyone as I really had a goal to achieve and I am, slowly catching up with my messages. I am so thankful for this happening as it has given me heart in social sharing. I had deactivated my Facebook account with all the drama around the data although I didn't have one of those accounts with 100's of friends. It was only when I posted that I would be leaving for the foreseeable future that my heart was touched with the friends who commented and would miss me. Again I thought no-one would notice but there was a warmth in their replies which still lingers in my mind.
A little note to anyone who messaged me I will be replying but my energy is determining my time online. It is my fault I am not brave enough to ask about my leg and now I have a throat infection but through messages I have learned of others who are unwell and this really emphasised how much we should care for each other. I notice when people haven't been around and will seek to ask if I can help. Friendships don't always have to be public or active in a group as the most important aspect to me is genuine friendship and caring when we can.
The mittens are in the post and hands of friendship have been stretched out to me, just when I needed them. I am grateful despite the moment of stress when everyone wanted to speak to me when I was picking up a thumb - thumbs up (no I don't like the facebook type thumbs up!)
I may not be good at being socially active and I know my limitations with some health issues which I don’t expect anyone to understand and really felt I was a burden constantly trying to keep up. If my sensitivities can help me see friends who need help in any way from those in my friendship group or those who have contacted me after reading one of my blogs, which may have helped them to realise they too feel like I do in groups or they much prefer slow knitting and respectful KALs without any race to a deadline.
A parcel has just been delivered with some special wool inside. I will have a different experience opening this with dad and hope it is the right order this time as yesterday I received a completely different colour. What is in the parcel? That's a surprise for another blog, maybe soon.
Yesterday I didn’t feel I had achieved anything but yet again another lady who is always very supportive to me with any of my projects was there when I needed reassurance and I know she was the first to message me today which really encouraged me to upload this blog with the photos of the mittens. It has taken me a long time to type this but I really had to share my thoughts. I will recoup some energy and then I can tell you about the parcel that arrived with me today and yes, it is the right colour. My heart started beating again but I need to rest before I can explore more.
Thank you for reading yet another long blog