Read

Every once in a while I read a book that leaves me as satisfied as Thanksgiving Dinner. A book that penetrates to the very core of my soul in a gentle way. A book that I actually smile at when I turn the last page. I’ve learned I don’t show much emotion when I’m all alone, for whatever reason. So I consider the last-page-smile-when-I’m-alone my litmus test for books that must always occupy space on our shelf.

Any Calvin and Hobbes book tops the list. In a close second is Lonesome Dove. But right up in close competition is The Wednesday Wars. My unborn children don’t know it but it’s on their “required reading” list when they come. And they will like me for it. Thanks Mom, for the recommendation. Fitting that you handed it to me on a Kindle.