When I was a teenager I dated a boy all through high school. He had an angel for a mother. She taught me how to knit and how to quilt and how to cook. She gave me much-needed guidance through those difficult teen years. Her gifts of time and teaching have colored my entire life.
In turn I taught my daughter to knit when she was only 6 or 7 years old. I love to watch her seamless hands as she loops the yarn and forms stitches that interlock to form something of warmth and beauty.
Life is like that. We are all connected, colorfully, and it is beautiful.