Went to Canada to spend Pesach with mom. We always do the first Seder at the home of aunt A and this year was no different. When we sat down for the Seder everyone noticed the dishes: gorgeous white china with black and gold trim.
“I love the new Pesach dishes,” I said to aunt A, “So beautiful.”
“We got them for our wedding,” said aunt A, “But we never used them. We waited for a special occasion, and they say hand wash, so…”
Aunt A and uncle A got married in 1989, the dishes have been sitting unused for 27 years, and uncle A passed away in 2011. Aunt A showed me the rest of the set. Apparently they had registered for the pattern and received several pieces, even a soup tureen which was over $400 at the time. I told aunt A that I was happy to hand wash them for her, but she said it didn’t matter; she was going to put them in the dishwasher on the china/gentle cycle.
Been thinking about this a lot since I came back from Canada; a swirl of thoughts about using the beautiful things I have and enjoying them while I can.