The Scarf Guy

Last week I received a pleasant surprise when a former co-worker (who is also a friend that moved to Virginia six months ago) stopped by the office at the end of the day.

Normally, I’m not a big fan of former co-workers who “come back to visit.” But Robert is different. Robert can light up the room or your day with his smile, laughter, charming yet sincere personality, and his vivaciousness. A few minute chat with Robert was exactly what I needed that long, dull day.

During our brief visit, Robert told me a story about the hand-knitted scarf I had given to him before he moved away to the cold country (yes, Virginia is the cold country compared to Florida). I wish I could give the story justice the way he did with all the proper voice impersonations, suspenseful pauses, facial expressions, and waving of arms.

Instead, I’ll give the brief summary…

On Christmas Eve, Robert’s partner asked to wear The Scarf (as it is now called) out to dinner and Robert reluctantly agreed after Partner promised not to lose it.

Upon returning home from the fancy-pants, hotel restaurant, Robert asked, Where’s The Scarf?

GASP!

The Scarf was left behind.

Back to the hotel they went.

The concierge at the hotel immediately recognized the description of The Scarf as one in the Lost & Found. She went to retrieve it but The Scarf was suddenly missing from the Lost & Found. The hotel lobby, office, and restaurant were then searched top to bottom for The Scarf… late night on Christmas EVE.

The Lost & Found was checked again and suddenly The Scarf was right on top.

Hmmm…

Robert told me that every time he goes back to the fancy-pants, hotel restaurant the staff eyeball him as The Scarf Guy.

I had tears in my eyes and my heart melted as Robert shared his story with me. I was so touched to learn that he treasured something I had made with my own hands. I had no idea. That warm and fuzzy feeling is exactly the balm I needed that day.

I'm still amazed how something so simple can remind us how much someone means to us.