Widows Gone Wild

Dear John,

 

Congratulations! You're a grand-godfather! Mike was baptized today and chose Ron as his godfather. When Ron told me about it, he said I was going to be a grand-godmother. You are his actual, if not on-paper-at-the-Archdiocese, godfather. So you are now a grand-godfather! Though I think you already know about it. I felt so strongly this morning that you were standing there with Ron and Mike. There are times I can almost-but-not-quite see you, and today was one of those. I'm glad you could be there for it. Please pray for Mike as he starts this new part of his life.

 

I have another small milestone here: I got out my knitting this afternoon. This is the first time in almost a year that I've knitted, except for Christmas presents and commissioned work. Tonight I'm knitting just because I want to. I started out with a hat for the Cancer Center - the weather is getting cooler, so I need to get going on that. And I have two things that I want to knit just for me. It's been a couple of years since I knitted something that I didn't give away. I already have the yarn, so there's nothing to hold me back from this act of reckless abandon.

 

And speaking of reckless abandon, the WFFs are going wild. Today Ronda bought a new cutter that she's been looking at and wanting for a long time. I'm thinking about buying new living room curtains. And now I'm planning to knit two things just for me. What are the rest of us going to do? Just how out-of-control can we be?

 

So tonight I'm showing you this picture of WFFs Gone Wild. Heaven knows what the next photo of us will look like! I'm just sorry you're missing all this insanity!

 

Adore you,

Joan.