I was reminded today of the importance of the little things in life, and the memories of special times shared with our children as they are growing. And if like me, you find that one day they are suddenly young men and women who have already gone out into the world, or they are fast approaching that exciting time in their lives; like my youngest son who is now nearing the time for University, those memories become all the more precious.

We hold our special memories in the treasure box of our minds, and like Grandma’s jewelry, or a special scarf, we put them away, and sometimes even lock them away, until we rediscover the key to unlock them once again.

That was my experience today. The lovely Christine Kane tweeted out that today was, ‘National Book Lover’s Day’ and asked about everyone’s favourite book, and that was my treasure box key. The key that unlocked special memories of a book that I shared over and over again with my daughters’ throughout their childhood.

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott, a beautiful classic that I simply adore, and to this day it remains one of my all time favourites, and that of my daughters. We loved seeing it come to life in the film version of the story, with the wonderful June Allyson, and more recently with Susan Sarandon and Wynona Ryder, my youngest daughter’s favorite version.

I so miss those cuddly book sharing moments sat on the sofa in front of the fire, and the quiet times before sleep when the house softens and the words flow more gently and soothingly. Visits to the library to choose from so many, and choosing books from the book shop, how I loved those days, now sadly they’re gone. Books for Christmas and finding space on the shelves, the magic of stories and classic to savour, a love of reading is a priceless treasure.

Christine’s tweet brought back wonderful and endearing memories, unlocking the treasures of everyday family moments that  are often more important than we realise; a true gift that went straight to my heart. Thank you Christine.

To find out more about Louisa May Allcott, and her life growing up at Orchard House you can go to her website  louisamayalcott.org

Until Next Time


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