From the moment I first held you in my hands, you have been my quiet refuge—a steady rhythm in a world that often moves too fast. With every stitch, you remind me that patience creates beauty, that even the smallest loops of effort can come together to form something warm, something whole, something entirely my own.

You are more than just yarn and loom; you are the soft hum of creativity, the gentle whisper of comfort on hard days. In your embrace, my hands find purpose, my mind finds ease, and my heart finds peace. You turn tangled strands into something strong, something meaningful—just as you have done for me.

No matter where life takes me, I know you will always be there, waiting with open stitches, ready to be picked up and loved again.