When Knitting Was a Manly Art

My Mother died at about 9:30 this morning.

She had a stroke Tuesday afternoon and after an early positive diagnosis, she went downhill very fast on Wednesday. I spent about 5 hours by her bedside on Wednesday and was on my way back to Salem this morning to visit her again when I received the call.

I was very close to my Mother and luckily I was able to spend a couple hours with her this past Thursday. Just the two us talking. I’m going to miss her. When things were bad, I could always count on her to make me feel better.

The past couple months have been tough, and this just adds to it. I feel lost right now. I’m not taking the blog down, but I don’t expect I’ll be posting again for some time.

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