Knitting as a Saving Grace

My job is complicated these days. Not so much the work itself, but navigating coworkers and competing priorities. I don’t like feeling as though I have to lock up documentation so that it doesn’t go missing.  I don’t like feeling as though some actions may not be as accidental or careless as they are made out to be. And I certainly don’t like not knowing how to communicate those feelings.

So for now I knit and think and pray and lock up documentation. I am thankful that I am safe at my workplace and that my patients are safe. These petty, soap operaesque conflicts will pass much the way seventh grade passed. It felt like a long time, but we all made it through.

I knit and wait for wisdom. It’s good I have so much yarn!