Life's Centerpiece

I read a short article yesterday in Real Simple magazine about the Thanksgiving centerpiece the writer's non-crafty mother had used each year. It was a lovely story but it got me wondering about the centerpieces of our life.
If you look at life as a table set for a meal and all your family sitting around it, what would be the table's centerpiece?
For me "family" would include my four-legged companions, probably sitting expectantly around the table waiting for droppings.
The centerpiece? It would be a stack of books - all shapes, sizes, colors, authors, genres, ages...
Books have been, will always be, the centerpiece of my life.
I hope to die with a book in my hand...I'm not sure which one right now.