It's funny, I've been knitting Endless Rainbow for nearly two weeks, and I haven't really talked about it very much. It might be because this is a project with all the feels.
Here's the story: You may remember my friend Rachey from such adventures as going to Israel. She is not very well. She is suffering from heart failure. She's actually doing quite well - driving and seeing friends and living her best life, in the situation. She said the other day that she wants to scream when people say "get well soon" to her, because, well, that's not how heart failure works, I guess. I think people say that to her because they want her to get well soon , they wish she would get well soon.
I know I can't make her better. I can only be here, and be her friend, but I can't do much else. Except knit. And, while the power of wool and silk might not make her heart better, maybe it will make her heart feel better, if just for a moment. And I've knit my thoughts and hopes and prayers into every stitch of this shawl. And maybe I'm secretly hoping she will "get well soon" even if that's not the way these things happen.