We have a lot of knitters in my family. I knit. Two of my sisters are knitters, three of our daughters, one daughter-in-law, and one granddaughter also knit. And in my daughter Kathy’s case, two sisters-in-law and one of their friends either knit or are learning to knit. And I have a small group of friends who meet at my house on Tuesday mornings to knit for charity and for themselves, so I know from whence I speak when I say that knitting can be a godsend when grief of any kind strikes. Grief can scramble your brain causing your normal train of thought to derail, or maybe just pushing all regular concerns onto a back burner as grief sucks up all your mental energy. You may be able to function in reasonable fashion when there are things that need…