The spouse of someone I’m supporting has been busy these past few months knitting this intricate mourning scarf and she has given me permission to share it here.
It’s been slow progress as she picks it up and puts it down intermittently.
She tells me that last year she began knitting a baby blanket for her sister. This baby hadn’t yet been conceived but just as she finished the blanket her sister announced the pregnancy!
Almost as if she manifested it.
She is taking her time with the mourning scarf – a little apprehensive that it’s completion will summon the death of her husband.
She wants to be prepared and doesn’t want the suffering to continue and yet doesn’t want to rush these moments or hasten the need for it’s wear.
It’s such a beautiful yet brutal reality.
Don’t you think?
And rather an apt description of life and death.
With love
Nancy xx
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