Setting a Special Table
For those of you who faithfully read my blog on a daily basis, I apologize that this is not a typical day for me. I do have a post half written that I could have spent my time touching up and publishing but I needed to spend this morning differently.
You see, I must leave shortly for a “Celebration of Life” service which is a name that I like far better than funeral. She was a “lake” friend of mine. One of the many special friends that I spend time with in the summer-mostly in snatches when we great each other on the path to the beach or sometimes for impromptu coffees or dinners. The last time I dined with Barb was when she hosted us after we planted a memorial tree for my brother.
I have to leave shortly but spent my time instead setting the table for a dinner party that I am hosting tommorrow. We are saying good by to a dear friend of ours who is “retiring” to England. We will be joined by other special friends including our dear ones who live in Castle del mare del Golfo in Sicily. All the people assembled will have visited them there at one time or another.
And so I have put out special lace place mats, a gift from Sister #3’s friend from China. I have set out my best (relatively unstained) linen, huge goblets and my very best china. Iwas gifted this a year ago by Sister #2 and have only used them once. As I set the table, I asked myself, why? Why did Barb have to die but also, why don’t we always celebrate our life by putting out our best china? Every day is sweet and every day may be our last. Barb did not know this as she got into her car after babysitting her grandchildren.
Make it a good day. I really mean this. Hug a stranger, tell someone dear that you love them. Laugh for no real reason.
K