Days like this are why I’m glad I have a place where I can walk indoors. Its been rainy and weeeendy.

So, knitting is taking place. A swatch of something, a few rows on a hat, and a surge toward the finish line on the shawl. I’m not as focused as I thought I was; apparently all you have to do is show me a pretty skein of plump wool, and I’ll follow you anywhere.

I’ve been visiting Judy’s mother a few mornings a week, and it’s a good time to just sit and be. She’s usually in the day room, along with some of the other residents, so I get to listen to their comings and goings. Today, I overheard this exchange between two women:

How are you today?

— Not so good.

Aren’t you happy today?

— No, I’m not.

Look at me, I’m happy. Not really, but I pretend I’m happy. Sometimes you’ve got to make believe.

Well, that puts things in perspective, doesn’t it?

2 thoughts on “Sometimes

  1. Ah. . . the lure of the fiber!

    In our family, we have a little “game” we play. It’s called “I Feel Terrific!” Whenever you feel crappy (for whatever reason), you have to tell yourself, “I feel terrific.” Repeatedly. Sometimes it even works.


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