I received the Boa when I was 18 years old from my father.  This gift was not a token of love but of guilt, it was his way of saying I’m sorry. I cannot truly remember the reason for this gift, even then. I remember a fight, feeling embarrassed and sad though I don’t recall if this fight was between us, or them.

I never wore the boa, I didn’t know what to do with it. It has been sitting in my closet for over 10 years. I forgot about it until recently. I don’t know why I didn’t throw it away, why I have I kept it for this long. I couldn’t let go of it for some reason, some unexplainable reason, perhaps it‘s guilt or maybe it’s the remnant of a memory I can’t let go of.

- Gifted Object