Yarn + Karma = Yarma

Dear Karma:

You started something this weekend.  I am asking you to follow through.

On Saturday, I bought a box of yarn from the second-hand store on the corner.  I didn't need more yarn.  I didn't particularly like the color of this yarn.  But, The Husband told me to go ahead and take it if I wanted to.
And, because I *do* have an addiction to yarn, I bought it.

So, I have a box of yarn I don't need and don't particularly like.

Along with enough yarn to make two blankets, the box contained the beginning of a brown/orange afghan.  Normally, I pull apart half-started hand-me-down yarn and make something of my own out of it.

So, I have a box of yarn I didn't need, didn't like, with a started project I'll have to pull apart.

Three strikes against it.

Yet, here it is.

With me.

But, before I start pulling, it speaks to me.

"Someone's grandma started this."
 
Years ago during a phone conversaton with Mom, she told me a little old lady from my hometown had died.  She was found in her rocking chair with an unfinished crochet project in her hands.  Just fell asleep watching TV and crocheting and... then she was gone.
Mom told me how the woman's daughters didn't know what to do with the yarn.  They thought it a shame her project would never be finished.  It was probably going to be a gift for a granddaughter.  I offered to take a look at it and take care of it for the family, but nothing ever came of it.  I imagine someone from town carefully shouldered that responsibility.

So...
I imagined a daughter or grand-daughter packing this box of brown and orange yarn, wondering what would become of her loved one's project, pondering how many things might be left undone in her own life when she is called to go.

After inspecting the pattern, I quickly determined I could pick it up and finish this afghan.

In fact, I worked a couple rounds right away just to prove I could.

So, Karma, I plan to complete this unknown woman's afghan which you have presented to me.  When it is done, I will donate it to Project Linus or perhaps to the local senior center.

And Karma, I trust you to somehow... someday... return this woman's blanket to her family.

I have a feeling you meant it to be.

Don't let me down.

~Roses