Why Knitting?
I can't begin to count the times I've shown up places with my knitting projects and had people scoff or call me grandma. I also can't begin to count the number of times people have been amazed that I have the ability, or the number of times people have been blessed by the finished work that has come from my fingers. I don't do it for the recognition, or to be different - that's why I sometimes dye my hair purple. About 10 years ago I was pregnant with my second child, my first being 2 years old. I had morning sickness so terribly that I could barely leave the house. I think I survived on coke with lime and java chip frapuccinos. It was a difficult time for me, having a rowdy, too-smart, smart alec toddler, I couldn't go many places because I never knew what smell or sensation was going to set off my nausea. Just going to the grocery store was like running a gauntlet. I could crochet, so I spent some time looking up crochet patterns. My problem was I rea