I rediscovered knitting while healing after surgery.
Learned how to almost 40 years ago, and forgot how much I loved it... counting stitches!
Aunt Vivi, the matriarch of the Vance family (now 97 years young) gave me my first pair of needles, first ball of yarn, and first crochet hook... told me to go for it. Once I latched on I did not stop, until I developed a social life.
I used knitting needles, pencils, and anything else I could find to work the right sized stitch. And I'm back at it again, loving every minute of it.