When my Nana passed away in 1996, at the age of 95, I gladly brought her china and china cabinet home with me. Today when my two friends came over for lunch, I decided to set the table with Nana's dishes.
There was no Christmas tree in sight, no Easter eggs to hunt, nor was it anyone's birthday. It was a warm June day, and three friends gathered around my dining room table, set with Nana's china.
If that isn't a special occasion, I don't know what is.
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