Expected Change

My grandmother made socks often.  I only learned and attempted to make some myself in the last couple of years--more than 30 years since my grandmother has passed.  My friend Liz coached me through my first pair.  I painted this one (maybe my fourth pair) before I started, in process, and then finished.  Finishing can be long coming sometimes, but it is what I hope and expect to happen eventually.  I find it best not to be too focused on the end, lest I not enjoy the process.  If I knit a few rows one evening, I don't need to be frustrated that progress is too slow.  It is progress.  That is worth celebrating.