Dear First (Loom) Love,
We have been through so much. You were my first and it was so awkward those first years. No offense, you have some strange quirks. But I learned how to work you like a pro, and we settled into an excellent rhythm.
Then I met another. And - oh the elation! I didn't know I could feel this way. Hard strong wood, the smooth stroke of a beater, straight even selvedges, a proper drum brake. It felt like cheating.
I know you're not supposed to try to fix a loved one. But I cannot imagine living without you. And you have such a good core underneath that outer layer! You will be transformed. I have a feeling it will give us a second chance. See you post restoration.
xoxo
Tara
