You Are Not Scary
and partly what is made by the friends we choose.
Scottish (knitting) photos will follow later today, but I want to call your attention to a comment my Dad left this morning. When I first started blogging - and while I had considered not telling my family, that lasted just until my Mom asked me what I did that day and I told her I started a blog - my Dad was worried that it would leave me open to all sorts of attention from the undesirable members of society. You know, all those people who just pose as knitters. After guest blogging and following all the comments, he left a comment of his own:
I read this blog regularly, as many of your families read yours, as a way to keep in touch with a loved one.
At first, I was concerned about T. being "out there" on the internet,as potential prey for stalkers, perverts, Homeland Security Officials, etc. I warned her about the faux knitter, who was only interested in young literate women.
I am thrilled at the community she found from this site.(Cris the cartoon, Multiplte portrait Lynda, Jennie from Appalachia, etc.)
I am thrilled at the response she recieved when she returned saftely from her 6(7)country car buying tour.
The love that pours into your comments is evident.
The definition of "family" continues to evolve.