I then got to thinking about knitting in my family. There is a small yarn shop here in town. No really, in my town of 1000 people there is a yarn shop. They offer classes and I have thought of taking one. But then I decided that I don't want to do that. I want my Mother to teach me to knit. Her Mother taught her, and probably her Mother taught her. Someday I hope to teach my daughter. I have doilies that my Grandmother made for me, and some that my Mother made. These are things I want to be able to pass down.
Unfortunately I have nothing from my Fathers Mother. She died when my father was a teenager, and I never got to know her. Dad remembers her crocheting, but not knitting. What I wouldn't give for something that was handmade by her.
I never knew her, but I feel very close to her. Maybe it's because I have heard that she was very kind and gentle. Plus she is my Father's Mother. How could I not feel close to the woman that raised my Dad. My Father is the man that all men should aspire to be, and I believe that my Father has many of the traits that his Mom had.
I hope one day that my children will appreciate the handmade items that I pass down to them.
On the knitting front, I am making great progress on my sock. And I am pretty proud!