With the news this week of Kate Spade committing suicide and then just this morning Anthony Bourdain doing the same, to say I’ve felt off this week is an understatement. Suicide rates are going up in the US and I was just telling a friend the other day, kindness is going down. I’ve had so many other friends who blog or even in my old blog days would tell me about people who would say mean things or write hateful comments. Fortunately, I’ve never had to deal with that but it always leaves me wondering why? Why would someone do that? Why spread hate? It’s why I try to use this blog, my little corner of the internet to spread some positivity and light. Sprinkle a little happiness with knits and color. It’s why I love knitting, it allows me to spread joy. Maybe we just need to teach the world to knit? Or crochet? Or just fall in love with yarn? Because knitting always seems to pull me out of my funk, help ease the pain of loss or soothe the tension of a particularly bad day. Yesterday my day had the shittiest of starts. I stepped in poop. I was barefoot. It was gross. Not the way you want to start your day but hey, it happens on occasion when you have dogs. Twenty minutes after the poopcident I got a text from my girlfriend Rachel. I’ve shared stories with you about her children before and the things I make them. Well, in 2016 I knit her daughter Leah a dress. It’s 2018 and we think this is the last year she’ll get to wear it but she’s still wearing it, folks.
But the best part? She told her Dad, “Daddy you should wear a blue shirt so that you can match me. My blue shirt is beautiful.” That text totally turned my morning around. That sweet girl in that little blue dress that’s now a blue top is why I knit. So that my friends think of me and smile, so that I can make a special moment or memory for a child with a doll. So that I can spread a little love into the world on knit at a time.
Spread some love today, the world really needs it.
