. . . because it’s been almost eight months since I last held a crochet hook – and it was only a few days ago that I picked one up again.
It was then, that I realised just how badly I’d been depressed since I’d had to fill in the forms that would begin the changeover of my DLA to PIP, which came on 24th December, 2016 (and wan’t finished with, until April, 2017) – right at the same time that my Mum was rushed into hospital, seriously ill (she died on 1st January, 2017).
I realised, after I decided to finish some of the projects that I’d abandoned at the time this all happened and, as I slowly began to make a start on them all, that the actual act of crocheting was, in some way, and despite the pain it caused me, making my depression lift a bit and so, although it’s going to take me some time to finish all I need to, as my hands have got a lot worse since I stopped crocheting, it will at least bring me back onto my journey to a better mental health 🙂
So it might take me a while to get back into the swing of things again but, as I told my sister Lynn, yesterday: ‘At least I’ve got my Crojo back again!’ 🙂