To my dear crock-pot:
I want to thank you for always being there for me. You know that when I've been at work all day, I want to come home to a warm meal. As there is no wife or housekeeper at home cooking for me, you know that a house that smells fabulous and is ready, nutritious and low-fat is a nice way to welcome me home.
You know that true love is something that needs time to simmer. Good things take time and you live that fully. Everything does not need to be done in a flash. You know that I appreciate someone who will take time to let things develop into what they are meant to be. You've been there over the years for when groups of people come over and you quietly take care of cider, chowder, chili, sesame chicken or stuffing for the turkey-whatever I need!
However, I don't want you to feel threatened but I want to let you know that you'll have to share my love now. People's hearts grow and expand to allow others into their hearts. You have been so faithful for just me and for smaller groups but I do love roasts, large feeds of chili and even lemon poppyseed bread. You just can't do those things and I want you to be relieved of trying. I will not forget you but save you for nights when it's just us. The other will be just for groups after events, cider after skating and soups for snowy and rainy days.