To my Trusty & Beloved Rowenta Steam Iron
As we got more familiar with each other I tapered off on that a bit---sorry I know I got a bit lazy in our relationship. And then there were the times that I accidentally would leave you on overnight. But did you hold a grudge? No, you just kept right on steaming. It was always you and me--- especially since my husband was forbidden to use you since he scorched his shirt and dirtied your surface with burnt fabric fibers. Come to think of it, I always hated to clean your scorched surface. The two times I had to, despite using Iron off, it took over an hour and was a stinky task. Ok, but back to the fond memories. As far as I can remember I was always careful handling you--dropping you maybe once or twice. But it was when your trigger lever broke that I realized that our time together would soon come to an end. It wasn't your fault, just an unfortunate product defect (if only you'd been made in Germany, we would have had more time together).
As much as it hurts I know I have to let you go. But I know you would want me to move on.
So I have. And in the same Spirit of Love that I have had for you I will extend it to my new steam iron.
Rest in Peace!