A friend was bemoaning her knitting progress and how many times she had knit, found a mistake, and needed to reknit a large potion of her project. She said it was not fun.
Granted, it is not fun and it does not create good feelings about this craft when it is rife with error. The project may sail across the room, followed by many "technical terms" but, at some point, we pick it up and start again. Knitting errors are not like breaking a favorite teacup. Knitting can be fixed, it is within our control, and it can be put back on track.
Many times I have needed to frog, tink back, or completely restart a project. Perhaps there are people who can knit all the way through without error, but it will never be me. It is in my nature to misread, or misstep, with my knitting and the only thing to do is to begin again.
I feel as if I am an expert in the art of reknitting. My beautiful Henley is a mess and it's by my own hand, by my lack of knowledge of the yarn and how it would work with the pattern. A big swatch might have helped me figure it out, but I didn't knit one, and even then, it may not given a complete answer. The point is, the sweater is waa-aay too long. I'm telling myself it's because I loved knitting the pattern and loved working with the yarn, both of which are true. However, the real truth is, I was not paying close enough attention.
With the realization we were headed for a trip to the frog pond, my heart was broken for a time, and I knew a separation was necessary. Time apart has been good for us and now I am ready to face the task. A few inches will be frogged and the process of reknitting, and finishing, my beautiful blue Henley will begin.