The Missing Piece Meets the Big O, By Shel Silverstein
This book has been a life-long friend. I first met it as a very young child. The pages of the copy that I owned had a very distinct, ambrosial, scent. I remember sitting and drinking it in as I revisited the book over and over again, as an innocent little Anna. (I have never found that scent again.)
As I got older (and experienced relationships) the story transformed into more than an intimate sensory experience. Its message has become a whispered reminder. A reminder that resonates within me and fortifies me on my path.
Long live Shel Silverstein. ♥
P.S. If you’re ever interested, you can read the story here:http://www.ktor.me/bigo/index.php
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