I've been holding on to this bottle of wine for about 6 years for sentimental reasons.
It was given to me by Sven, a great friend who lives in Germany. I was there visiting Sven and Jasmin too many years ago. One of my fondest memories of the trip was climbing at a small cliff near this lovely vineyard. Too my surprise, upon departure, Sven presented us with a few bottles of wine from that very vineyard. The view on the label was quite familiar.
I'm not sure why I held on to this bottle for so long. It was my last bottle and I hadn't been able to drink it because of that. But, the ironic thing is that by holding on to this bottle of wine for so long, cherishing it, there was a good chance that I would ruin it by waiting until it turned to vinegar.
So, today, I thought it best to enjoy it. I opened it up, took a sip, and enjoyed all of the wonderful memories associated with it. And now, that last bottle, along with the lovely experiences, will live on in my memory.