I had just started this when my dad and his light plane went missing on the North Shore of Lake Superior.
He still has not been found.

This shawl quickly became a prayer shawl for my mom, and I like to think that each flame is a candle lit for my dad.

That story is here:
http://www.facebook.com/notes/carin-bratlie/my-dad-has-be...

if you’d like to read more about it.