Tuesday, 8 April 2025

Saying Goodbye to My TM6: A Farewell to a Quiet Companion

 


From hospital wards to home-cooked meals, my TM6 stood by me when I had nothing left. This is our story.

A Chapter of Chaos and Stillness

During COVID, I was a hospital nurse. It was the lowest I’ve ever been — professionally and personally. I poured every ounce of strength I had into my patients, only to come home to silence. I was exhausted, heartbroken after the end of a relationship, and emotionally drained.

It was in that silence that my TM6 became something more than a kitchen appliance. She became a small source of comfort and consistency — the one thing that kept going when I couldn’t.


Meals and Meltdowns

There were countless nights where I’d load her up with whatever ingredients I had the energy to gather, press start, and quietly break down in the bathroom. And then — that sound. Her soft chime, signalling the next step, or that dinner was ready.

It reminded me of being a child and hearing my mum call me to the table. It felt like someone was still looking out for me, even when I couldn’t look after myself.

She cooked, and I cried. But we got through it. Together.


Not Just a Machine

Like my cat Belle, who never left my side during those difficult months, my TM6 was quietly present. She didn’t need words or explanations. She simply showed up — every day — helping me nourish myself when I felt completely empty.


Turning the Page

Life looks very different now. There’s laughter in my home again. I have a partner who makes my days lighter, and a community I’ve slowly built around me. It’s healing. It’s hope.

And now, it’s time for a new chapter — with the TM7.

She’s sleek, shiny, and packed with exciting features. I can’t wait to explore everything she can do. But in making space for her on my countertop, I’m also making space to honour what I’m letting go of.


A Quiet Goodbye

My TM6 wasn’t just a kitchen gadget. She was a symbol of survival. Of quiet strength. Of choosing to keep going, one step at a time.

So, to my TM6 — thank you. For the meals, the steadiness, and the strange comfort your chime brought me when the world felt too heavy to carry.


Welcome, TM7. Let’s begin this new chapter — with gratitude for where I’ve been, and excitement for where we’re going.

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