This is not the post I sat down to write.
The truth is I got sidetracked when I went to the bookshelf to reference something from one of my favorites.
I scanned the titles, and I have to tell you I had a bit of a moment. What a miracle it is, I thought, that those shelves don’t just collapse from the wonderfulness of it all.
We’ve spent many a contented hour together, those books and I, whispering grand secrets, living braver lives, wandering worlds foreign to me. What journeys we have taken.
How quiet they are now. Sitting there, waiting.