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Dorothy Van Daele's avatar

Comfort from blankets. My mother died seven years ago, after receiving the best, thoughtful palliative care, on the night Trump was elected, in a municipal long term care home in Ontario, Canada. The staff were excellent and cared fiercely about their mission to the community. They have a tradition the night nurse shared with me and my sister: when residents die, they are carried, covered in a locally made quilt, used for this purpose, to the place where they rest till arrangements are made. The respect and the empathy still comfort me.

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Jane Stevenor's avatar

So much here Jodie. I’m glad knitting is comforting you on your healing journey, and I’m hoping you have a full recovery. I love your son’s persistence and willingness to try new ways. And let them go if they aren’t for him.

Love all the purple here--the yarn and the gorgeous tree! Thank you for those photos.

Maybe we need to rename stockinette from mindless to mindful knitting. It is soothing. It helps me just be--the rhythm, the predictability, the slow but sure creation of a lovely fabric that I made.

I’ve loved watching your progress on the blue tee. Thank you for sharing it as you go. The construction, the color, your comments all make me happy.

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