I started these gloves over a week ago. They were meant to be an xmas gift for my mom. I was working on them when I got the call last week that she had been rushed to the ER with chest pains. I brought them with me when I drove up to be with my dad, thinking they would help pass the time waiting for mom to get well enough to come home. Instead I got there just in time to be with her when she passed.
This cursed glove is going straight into the garbage, and this blog is going on hiatus while I process and deal with my grief. Tell your friends and family that you love them, and make the most out of every day with them.