We’ve made it

through another year. Thank the gods.

Krismas (thnks Melissa) has come and gone again. No gifts exchanged. No pressies under the tree. A few used and handmade items for the kids and grands. A ladder tree that was cheerful and different. Family came in from San Fransisco. Steve’s sister died so we saw the other half of the family. I think we all learned some lessons.

We begin the new year with a Blessing Jar, a plan in place in case we have to move, and a family still in tact. There is a new grandson. We have renewed hope that Steve’s kids may one day unharden their hearts, and a neice restored to the family. I have a part time job – a few hours a week; and time to knit.

I’m looking forward to the new year!

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About Morning Knits

I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, music, bird watching, history, gemstones, and gardening. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its bounds. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a Kingdom focused non denominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, married to the son of a preacher, with 4 spoiled dogs and and a rescued kitten. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and depression and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow go.
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