Wednesday, May 10, 2006
I just found out
M died this morning. Breast cancer. Second go-round. In the bones. She was a knitter; fiesty, funky and funny. She is survived by her hubby and a teen-aged son. Moreover, she'll be sadly missed by her knitting guild, which is where I met her.
I hope she's found herself in a place replete with comfy chairs, her favourite music, mother-of-pearl knitting needles - both circ and straight - that are always just the right size, and mountains of fabulously soft, hand-dyed yarn that never tangles, and never runs out.
Posted by Margaret at 9:23 pm