When Sue and I were married 27 years ago, we registered at a fancy department store in downtown Seattle and chose Dansk dishware. The dishes were beautiful–too beautiful, given that when we were married we were living in a one-room cabin in Fairbanks, Alaska that had no running water.
Over the span of the last quarter century, the dishes have been breaking. We still have a few left, but they are typically used for feeding the animals. When our cat Moe was done with his breakfast this morning, he (unintentionally?) knocked one of the plates onto the floor. We don’t have many of our wedding gifts left–an old rice cooker, these few dishes.
Like everything that is tangible, the gifts we received on December 30, 1989 are impermanent. I’m glad that what Sue and I enjoy most are the intangibles.