My friend was going through some very hard times. I thought a pair of handknit socks would lift her up a bit, give her some comfort. I ordered yarn in her favorite colors almost a year ago, and promised her the socks - even got her foot size. But I always put off casting them on in favor of other projects, for any number of reasons that don't matter now.
I lost my friend this weekend, and she never got her socks. The yarn is just sitting in the stash, and now I don't know how I'll ever even look at it again. I'm not so naive to think that a pair of handknit socks from me would have saved her from herself, but maybe they would have been one little reminder of the people who loved her and cared for her.
Please, please, don't wait to knit for your loved ones. Don't wait to tell them that you care about them and love them. Don't make the mistake that I made.
Suzanne, I'm sorry I didn't get your socks made, and I love you, and I'll miss you. We all will.