First of all, I want to say how thankful I am for all the company. You really have sent along a lot of encouraging words and some great advice on how to get out more and find some people, make some friends, and get out of this slump. It has been a little sad and frustrating, but your helpful ideas (and let’s face it, just sitting there listening to me) has been very helpful. VERY helpful.
Another thing that has been truly helpful in my times of loneliness is an obsession with the television show, “The Middle.” Alright, maybe obsession is a strong word. How about, fondness? Yeah, I’ve developed a fondness for “The Middle.”
I’m often a day late and a dollar short on pop culture. All of the latest and newest trends always seem to fly right past me. Hell, it was only 2 years ago that I started watching “Frasier.” Since I don’t have television or cable or any of that, I hunt down things to listen to and watch on my laptop (which I actually think is VERY trendy at the moment). Anyhow, I stumbled upon “The Middle” and fell in love. I had no idea that it has been on air for about 5 years now. I have never heard anyone discuss it or mention it like they do with something like “Modern Family.”
But, I have to say that after the first episode of “The Middle” I was hooked. There was something about this kind, but wrecked, American family that I somehow adopted late at night. I felt akin to them. You see, I did not grow up in the conventional, suburban, middle American home. So, all of this was foreign to me. But, I’ve KNOWN families like this. And I found myself envious. Yeah, it sounds kinda corny to think that you’d be envious of a fictitious family in a television show, but I think the reason can be found in the show’s genuineness. The madness, the fast food, the anger, but also the attachment in adversity, that there are not always happy endings, and that an emergency $200 can break a family. These are real ideas, real issues, and they’re not delivered in a harpy tone. They’re delivered with a constant half crocked, “You deal with it.”
I would have loved to have grown up with a family like that. Anyway…..
While adopting this family as my own late at night to escape from some loneliness, I started to pick up on something. Anyone who crochets or knits can see, no sense, when they see something that’s been handmade. There is an energy in it. Something perhaps other people can’t pick up on, but we that lead yarn from skein to sweater can only see. We pass someone on a street and stop, look back and smile….and sort of think, “She made that. Good on her. She’s one of us.”
While watching “The Middle” I came across many scenes in several episodes where there was an afghan or a sweater, or a hat that you could tell had been hand made by someone somewhere. Now, I’m not sure if someone on set is doing it, or if they just bought things on Etsy, but they exists and they float them around the show quietly, and us fiber fanatics can spot them and go, “Realness…..” So, I took a couple of screen shots to show you what I mean. Real pieces of handcrafted work. Can you just imagine if one of my handcrafted teddy bears sat quietly in a scene? Wow…
And speaking of handcrafted….
Don’t forget, my little teddy bear pattern is still available if you’d like to make up one of your own. (Yeah, I’m pushing my pattern. Rent’s coming up). Click here.
Alright, thank you all again for listening to me discuss loneliness and depression. I really do appreciate all the comments. I got a lot of good advice, a lot of support, and a lot of similar stories. I think we can band together and help each other. I like the idea of a skype knit group! I have skype….but I don’t know how to do a group version, if someone knows something.