Using the less than lovely utensils was a daily reminder of settling, making do with something I had accepted for necessity but not for it's beauty.
In talking to a friend about the flatware I was reminded of my grandmother's silver. Beautiful in look and feel, grandmother's silver was carefully packed away in the basement, being saved for special occasions.
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| Grandmother's silver |
Why do we save the best for other people? For special occasions? Why don't we treat ourselves as our own special guests?
I promptly donated the unloved stainless steel flatware, someone else will make good use of it. I unpacked grandmother's silver and use it everyday.
Every single time I pick up one of grandmother's silver pieces, a fork, a knife, a spoon, I am grateful to have something so beautiful to use. It is a true pleasure to have my every day be a special occasion, even if I'm the only one at the table.
What can you do to treat yourself as a special guest in your own life?
Photography & prose by Terry Rowe. Your visit & comments are appreciated.
