Today I finished Little Women. It seems like every time i find myself unexpectedly on the last page I shed a little tear. You see Little Women isn't just a book to occupy my time. it's a loving caution from Marmee and a funny blunder from Jo. A learning moment of Meg's or a sentimental word from Amy. And all those experiences have journeyed me through my first summer with a full time job Nannying. Sometimes I wished that Louisa had thrown in a chapter on Nannying. It could have easily been done, Meg could have taken up a job with a family and struggled with the same things and came home crying, much like i did. Then Marmee would have come to our rescue with a tender touch and wise words that would have been stored up in my treasure chest of words to feed and drive me. But alas, life doesn't always hand you things on a silver platter... and good books must have a last page. A last sentence. Characters must stay forever locked on the pages between the covers, and I must eventually say goodbye to Marmee's tender heart, Jo's wild spirit, Amy's sweetness, Meg's love life, Laurie's silly notions, and Beth's quiet ways of keeping things lovely. These were the characters that filled my days when I felt so alone and friendless. These were the stories that made me smile on a day filled with tears. Today I say goodbye again... but not until I pick the old warn book up from the shelf and start the adventure all over again with the first delicious words sounding something like this:
Until next time my dear friends. Au revoir.
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