I broke one of my Norataki china dinner plates this week. My mother would be aghast if I told her. It was a freak accident, it was on the counter and I put a pair of spring tongs down next to it, the lock on the tongs slipped, the tongs expanded and knocked the plate off on the floor. It is an old pattern, long out of production I am sure. It is part of a set I bought at an estate auction about 10 years ago. It is a nice set, including several serving pieces. My guess is new it cost well over $1,000. It had been the proud possession of a local retired school teacher, whose kids called in an auction company to dispose of what they didn't want. At the auction I looked in the box, the top three plates had been unwrapped, undoubtedly used for a special occasion - Thanksgiving dinner I imagine - then carefully re-wrapped. The rest of the set was still in the original factory wrapping, with seals on the paper from the factory or the store that sold it new. As I recall, I paid less than $30 for the entire set.
When I set up house in DC, I pulled the good stuff out and said, it is time to use it. The good stuff became the everyday stuff. Why not use it and enjoy it? It is pleasant to look at, an example of high quality workmanship, and when I am dead and the auctioneers come in what will it sell for? Pennies on the dollar of what it originally cost.
I woke up today, still alive, able to get out of bed on my own. Any day you can do that is a special occasion. You are a special person who should enjoy the best you have to offer. Enjoy it, use the good stuff. You can't take it with you, we kid my father that he spent years looking for hearse with a luggage rack and they don't exist (they do in some European countries where they pile the flowers on the roof of the hearse to take them to the cemetery - Mom and Dad went to Europe once, he is not going back for a funeral.) And who knows if anyone will value the good stuff when you are gone, or toss it to the fate of the auctioneers.