A favorite tea cup

This teacup was my grandmas and as a favorite, it hangs on the wall in the kitchen. My son, home for Thanksgiving, bumped it and the saucer fell to the ground.

Looking at the broken plate, I remembered my mother teaching me that people are more important than things and I assured him that he was more important than the saucer. (And I still could use the cup.)

You can imagine my surprise and tender feelings when Christmas morning I opened a gift from my son. It was the saucer glued back together.

Can you see why this is a double favorite?