Purple hat

She sits in her chair

needles moving in and out with rhythm

only she hears as her tired hands feed

her purple hat of love.

Her hair falls out piece by piece

until she shears it into emptiness

falling at her feet she knows it will return

someday once more.

Six long months as the winter snow falls

she wears it as she stands beneath the skies

her universe swirling all around her

but her faith guides her forward.

Where has that time gone she wonders

as she tucks the cap away with one last breath

she smells the clean fresh scent

no longer reminiscent of the poisons it once caught.

Reminders of years long gone

and no longer in use it waits patiently

her reminder of love woven into each loop

by her mother’s hand,

she is strong now and free of the murderous cells

and yet she still wonders her purpose

as she writes in the darkness

her hands moving on keys

keeping rhythm to the sound only she hears

as her lullaby to yesterday plays out

and she smiles for she is blessed

and she has not forgotten

the purple hat or all of the love sent

to her through the years.

Reminiscing earlier as I was in a thrift store I saw a cap similar to one my mother made me back when I had cancer. I still have the hat my mom made but was surprised I couldn’t recall the year I went through chemo, was it 9 or 10?years ago? and then thinking it really doesn’t matter for it too (the cancer) was a gift, enabling me to begin writing once more, to look at life much differently and with a peace and joy in my heart, and in knowing there was a higher purpose for me, that I had things to do. Chemo began after Christmas and lasted into June….so long ago, but really in the big scheme of things, such a short bit ago.

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33 thoughts on “Purple hat

  1. That had to be a great experience, knitting was never in my talent pool, working with my hands but no patience for that๐Ÿ˜Š I’m sure they were/are beautiful…and durable too, nothing like homemade with love๐Ÿ’•

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  2. My step daughter had a scarf small business back in 2005 – informal and with her mom and sister –
    they used all those fancy yarns so they were a mix of the fuzzy and silky – fun for a short while – she was a teen at the time

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  3. So are you Kim! A real soul sister!
    Even though I know that there are no coincidences, I am still amazed and touched when they happen!
    This post is going to inspire soooooo many!
    You never know who you are blazing a trail for.
    Hugs and kisses to you from me and Lady J.๐Ÿ’ž

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  4. Aw, Lady G, now I’ve got tears in my eyes, I am so honored and appreciative and yes, this world works it’s magic in so many amazing and wonderful ways, wow, I am touched beyond words…..you are a soul sister truly๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป purple hats rock my friend, and love you to pieces for this๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ hugs to your beautiful child and yourself from me๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ

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  5. You WILL not believe this but tonight my daughter will narrate her school’s play. She is supposed to wear all black, however, she wanted to add a pop of color.

    Today I went to the store and saw this beautiful purple knit hat so I bought it.
    Fast forward, I spot this post with a purple knit hat–I had no idea the depth that this post would go.
    Tonight she will quietly wear that purple knit hat in YOUR HONOR!
    There are no coincidences!
    This post was meant for me on so many different levels ๐Ÿ™‚
    Always love and light to you my friend ๐Ÿ™‚
    Thank you Kim ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. Well now, I’m not so sure she may like it, it’s more for you ๐Ÿ™‚ but if she doesn’t hate me when you’re done opening it, I know I’m a worthy Auntie โค

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  7. Mom is still alive thank heavens and I am always grateful for the blessing she is for without her, there’d be no me ๐Ÿ™‚ but she makes many things, I’ve a coat of many colors (purple of course in varying shades) and a quilt too. I’m glad I’m still here, figured there must have been a reason, so I started writing in earnest, if I can raise one person with my words, I consider myself a happy girl. I think it works too โค peace and blessings to you Tammy, K

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  8. I’m reading the post this morning feeling really emotional about it. I connected to this beautiful way we honor the love of those whom passed, yet are here, always here through all of our senses, memories and love. The poem and the explanation is so heartwarming and I am especially grateful that you are a surviver.

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  9. Mom taught me how to make a scarf….once….it started good but became smaller and thinner as I went on, must have missed a loop somewhere๐Ÿ˜Š it was never my forte, I liked drawing and writing much more๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’• thanks prior๐Ÿ’œ

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  10. She is a marvel and it was, is a beautiful hat, albeit a bit worn now from lots of use, won’t see much need here in Florida but in NY, it was used all these years after I was clean๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•

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  11. Like everything, I think there’s good and bad, it took the cancer to teach me so many things, changed my thinking for the better, I hope this helped๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•

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  12. Thanks plainmama, it was a huge help, I sometimes slept in it too if the night was too cold, cozy love๐Ÿ’• it’s a wonderful gift, thank you for you too๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ

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