Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to remember our good and humble companion, Sewing Machine, felled upon this November day.
Although cheap and unsophisticated, Sewing Machine nevertheless persevered through the endless toil and ceaseless demands of mixed media and junk journaling. Sewing Machine was not fancy, did not care for fancier stitches than straight and zig zag, and always hummed in--albiet loud-- rythm to whatever work Sewing was doing.
Sewing Machine never got to go beyond 3 types of stitches, but that never stopped Sewing from doing the best 3 types of stitches possible.
Let us not weep for what now can never be, but rather, let us smile in remembrance of what Sewing accomplished, during the brief, but fruitful, 2 (possibly 3) years, that Sewing was with us.
Let us now pray, for Sewing Machine's (ruthless) owner, who will now be Sewing Machine-less, and will have to suffer great hardships until a replacement is got through the blood, sweat and tears of money-earning labor...or until she uses some heathen methods of machine necromancy.
Thank you.