Brittney is a troubled woman in her early twenties who is an addict actively in recovery. She finds her courage, solace and acceptance in a knitting class at the local church. She never shares with any of the people in the class what she has been through but rather just sits, listens and learns how to fight her way back to a balance after the loss of her daughter. Her daughter Jasmine didn’t die but rather Brittney decided to give her away after she is born addicted to the drugs that Brittney had put in her body. How could she stop the cycle? For her walking away from her daughter Jasmine was the most difficult thing she has ever had to do but like any good mother she put her child first. Through the scene she reveals her constant search for love in all the wrong places hoping to find it in a child that she doesn’t know how to love until she is gone. There is something about the inner weaving of the knitting that gives her clarity. Sitting in a room full of people who have lived so much life and as they tell her how lucky she is to be young and have the chance to not make the bad decisions they made she is internally wanting to tell them that they are constantly saving her life with their acceptance, love and wisdom. Life at times can take us on an unexpected ride but it is the recovery, living through the grief and moving forward that may be the biggest testament to life and all of our life choices. This is a story is heartbreaking for the child and for Brittney who as a child just wanted what we all yearn for, love.
