Knitting can be a very solitary activity. For me, the bulk of my time spent knitting occurs while alone, kept company by my yarn, needles, and usually the television or my ipod. Once a week I get to socialize with others of my kind at Stitch ‘n Bitch, a wondrous place where needle crafters gather to bask in the camaraderie of our work and share ideas, information, and friendship.
I had a couple of knitting friends before I started attending these meet-ups, but they live far away. Finding this group was my first real opportunity to meet with knitters regularly, and it has made all the difference in my knitting and my life. These women have pushed me to try things I never thought possible. They provide endless inspiration and support, and through them I quickly learned not to be scared of knitting and that its potential is limitless.
Non knitters in my life politely smile and start to glaze over when I talk about my knitting and the aspirations I have. I imagine they think it’s cute, or at best wish they could do it too, if only they had the time (ha!). No one outside of my fellow knitters seems to really get how intensely important knitting is to me, how it enriches and emboldens me, and how utterly anxious and lost I would be without it.
So it was an amazing experience this weekend when I got some knitting friends together in a room with some non-knitting friends at our holiday party. In a pleasant turn of events, they brought their knitting!