I always thought the highest compliment a knitter could get was a request for a hand knit item, then to see it well used and well loved.
Well, I just got the highest compliment I could imagine. My dear mother-in-law left this earth to meet her maker wearing a pair of my hand knit socks. She will have warm feet for eternity. Makes me tear up to think of it.
And if that wasn't enough, her daughter gave me another pair that I had knit for her, that she wore so much there was a hole in the toe of one sock. She asked if I could repair it. Well, you bet I can, and I'll make the pair a little longer so the daughter can wear them.
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