"It's not how much we give,
but how much love we put into giving."
Mother Theresa
The Christian Dior perfume re-gifted to you by a wealthy relative may not have the same depth in meaning as the gift from your elder neighbor who cross stitched a simple tea towel for your family. Your favorite possession may have the least financial gain of any other item within the home.
Things are just things until we attach meaning to them or wrap them in strong memories. What happens to be worthless to your sister may be priceless to you. "Fine, you take mom's jewelry, but I get Dad's badge!" An equal trade for some.
The point is not so much about the item being extended as it is the tenderness, memories, attachment accompanying the gift. When the gift is swaddled in our own love and extended as a gesture of sharing a piece of our inner self it gains importance. When we transfer our reverence with the object, it truly continues to be a treasure.
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