It's been difficult for me to sit down and write this post. I've been wanting to say something special and poignant, but I keep coming up short.
Four years ago, my good friend came to me with an idea about a knitting store with a coffee shop inside. Four years ago, I began knitting in earnest. Four years ago, I started this blog. Four years ago, my life in NYC really started. Four years ago, I helped to open The Point Knitting Cafe.
If I said that The Point changed my life I would not be exaggerating. It's where I met some of my dearest friends and some of the people dearest to me. It wasn't just the knitters, but all the people in the neighborhood that made The Point such a home for me. Bedford Street is a magical street, a city unto itself and all the people that live there made it one of my favorite places in the world. If I could name them all on this page I would. I could try.
Thank you Helane, Berhan, Sandy, Barbara, Hannah, John, Kiana, Leia, Ana, Beverly, Jill, Jill, Jennifer, Ruth, Jewel, Jessamyn, Katy, Claudine, Joelle, Carol, Carol, Carol, Frannie, Karen, Vere, Elisa, Kia, Suzie, Heidi, Enid, Linda, Peggy, Doug, Carol, Susan, Lisa, Sara, Stephanie, Robert, Michael, Jose, Alex, Terence, Jenny, Liza, Tony.
If I missed anyone, I didn't intend to. There are just so many of you!
I just don't have the words to explain how special The Point was to me. It helped me grow as a person and it introduced me to a world that I didn't really know existed. A world full of beautiful, loving, creative, inspiring people.
I'm going to miss you. Thank you.