John's godfather just had a stroke. Since we live so far away from them I felt like there was nothing I could really do to help. Then John's godmother emailed me, saying their family doctor has been going above and beyond helping them and that he refuses any payment other than handknit socks and that I've been conscripted to knit them. Knit socks? That I can do. Although they're for his doctor and not for him, every single stitch is filled with prayers for John's godfather and his family and all those helping hiim to recover.









