When I was a child, perhaps 7 or 8 years old, I was given this lovely silk scarf as a gift.                                        

I realize this might not be the typical gift one gives to a child, but I can tell you that from the moment I set my eyes on it, I was transported to another place.

I’m not sure whether it was the gorgeous turquoise color, or the sparkly gold trim, but I thought it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

Fast forward a number of years (I’m not saying how many) and not only do I still own this scarf, but it still resides in its original box.

Every once in awhile I remove the scarf from its box, and unwrap the well-worn tissue just to gaze upon it one more time.

Which got me to thinking.