The middle will be great....

Last night on our way home from dog class Katzya insisted that as soon as we got home, she wanted to knit.

I looked at her strangely and said:  "Did you say you wanted to knit?"

She said, "Yes, I have been meeting with some people at the library after school and I have been learning how to knit.  I am pretty good at it!"

Part of me was skeptical because the last time I tried to teach her to knit, there was enough whining and crying in the first 5 stitches that I contemplated homicide by knitting needles.  The other half of me, the half that's a fiber whore, was so excited she wanted to knit I could hardly contain myself.

As soon as we got home we dug out the knitting supplies, and I asked:  "Why the sudden interest in knitting?"

Katzya replied back, "Before, I wasn't very good, and I was wrapped up in my scarf being perfect.  My scarf was different widths, I dropped stitches, and I was afraid to do something I was not good at."

"Well, what changed?", I asked.

Smartly, she replied:  "I did!  I still don't know how to start and I don't know how to finish but the middle is great!"  I cast on 20 stitches and  away she went with a look of pure concentration on her face, and you know what?  She was right, the middle was great!  

 The more I thought about this today, the more I thought about all the possibilities the universe holds for those who aren't afraid to try and who aren't afraid to fail.  To fail something is scary, and that fear is often times enough to paralyze someone.  I would be lying if I said that I haven't been paralyzed by this same fear especially as of recent, during the book project I've been working on.  I'm blessed I have a daughter who is wise beyond her years, to remind me that even if the beginning is not perfect, and I don't know how it's going to end, the middle will be great.