Monday, January 7, 2013


There's no good way to post this. My grandfather died.

He was 88. It was unexpected. We were close. It hurts a lot.

I got the call on Saturday, Dec. 29. We live about an hour away from Grandfather (who is about 5 minutes from my mom), and we drove a lot the next several days. A lot.

I needed my hands to be busy, but my brain was otherwise occupied.

Grieving Socks knit in Knitpick's Felici Sport, Monotone colorway

I finished them last night. I wasn't sure I would finish them, but I did. I'm wearing them today.

The only way out is through.


  1. Oh Bonnie, I am so very sad to hear this and so sorry. I am sending you a big hug from across the way. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers.

  2. I've been thinking about you a lot these past few days. Big hugs and much love during this difficult time.