...one of which was from an elderly woman who told me she had been taught to knit when she was six years old.....in a bunker in war-torn Hungary.
Another was from a woman, both of whose parents are dying, whose son has been diagnosed with a mental illness, and whose husband is in the car industry...
I feel so blessed today; I am so glad I tatted up this happy heart yesterday. Seems appropriate to post it today.
Fox ~ Aspiring Adept of TATROMANCY (magical meanderings with rings, chains and picots)~