Here is a picture of my Grandma Annabelle.  She is my treasure!

What’s on a plate?

Isn’t it funny how our world is so dispensable?  We like something, use it for a short time then toss it and get something even better.  I found myself so attached to my grandma’s plate set while I was visiting.  I used these plates ever since I can remember.  I know she had them before I was born because they were discontinued around 1968.  I love these darned plates.  My grandpa ate on these plates, cousins, great aunts and uncles-and alot of the people that have eaten off of these plates have passed away.  Oh the conversations these plates have heard and the desserts they have served.  The memories these plates have are like treasure chests full of gold.  This is what these plates mean to me and I am sure this is what they mean to her.