She's with me

My mother knit for the whole family until she became ill with Alzheimer's. Today I encouraged myself to break up a job she had begun. The wool was useless as it was. I wiped it out with some hurt in my heart. Now I am going to make this yarn of wool, useful to someone who is yet to come.
I am sure that, wherever she is, she will be proud.

I feel lonely

She's with me, but where? <3