I’ve had a hard time of it since my Mom died in August.
It’s been hard to continue making hats, which was terrible timing, since autumn and the holidays are my busiest hat season.
Honestly, for a while there, it was hard just to get up and face the day.
Thank goodness for hockey!
Not only does it provide fantastic exercise, and much needed endorphins, but the singular focus of chasing that little black puck around and hitting it with a stick was pure bliss.
Nothing in my head for a whole hour but hockey! No room for grief. No room to feel sorry for myself. Just hockey.
For my money, it’s the best grief therapy around. I highly recommend it!
(That’s me in the yellow helmet, by the way…)