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We are indeed a yarn store.  We like to think we are a pretty great yarn store.
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But we are more than just a yarn store.  Not to get all mystic or anything, but I very much believe that our store is meant for more.  More than just a place to buy yarn.
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We are a gathering place, a place for reflection, thoughtfulness and comfort.
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We are a place for people who have not yet found their place.
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We love it that way.
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We are a member of our community.  We love being on Main Street in Stillwater.  We love that people can walk down the hill and get knitting help or simply sit and knit.  We really love it.  We don’t just say it.
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There is nothing that warms our heart more than seeing our lounge full of people.  People meeting each other, exchanging stories,  extending themselves.  We really love it.
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We love when people come in and get help.  We help people anytime with any fiber problem.  Well, I take that back…we TRY to help people anytime with any problem.  If we don’t know the answer, we’ll do our best to find the answer.  We are thrilled that people don’t just shove the problem in a bag and shove it in the closet.  We are thrilled that they care enough to keep at it.  Press on.  We really do love it.  We don’t just say it.
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One example of this is a lovely older woman from Stillwater.  She walks to us.  She has been learning to knit hats.  She is in the early stages of some sort of dementia.  Damn dementia.  She knows it, and apologizes often for it.  She asks us to repeat ourselves and writes down instruction so she won’t forget.  But she is knitting!  Knitting!  She is knitting hats to donate.  She thinks it will be good for her brain, to learn something new.  Smart cookie.
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One day a few weeks back, she sat at our counter for a few hours,  as I picked her hat back a few rows and got her back on track.  She kept apologizing that the yarn wasn’t from our shop.  I insisted it was ok.  She didn’t want to splurge on “the good stuff” until she knew she could do it. Smart cookie.  She continued to sit across from me as she knit row by row, carefully decreasing as her notes told her to.  She finished!
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She offered me money for my time and effort.  I of course refused.  Our store doesn’t take money for walk in help.  But I’ve been here all morning she said.  I told her it was a pleasure.  I was telling the truth.  It was a pleasure.
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Her daughter came in today, I guess her mom had told her that she spent the morning in our store getting help.  Her daughter was sweet and lovely and apologized if her mom had troubled us.  She also said that her mom lived within walking distance and might be back.  I said it was ok and that I hoped she would.  I told her that her mom was charming, funny and was very honest with us about her dementia.  I told her that we loved having her and we were looking forward to helping her again.
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I took the daughter’s phone number, just in case we needed it and told her that should her mom come back, we would take good care of her.   I was telling the truth.   We will.
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We are more than just a yarn store.


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