For anyone who doubts the power of a book

I cried in Barnes and Noble last night.

I had searched out a copy of The Runaway Bunny. My favorite book as a child. I had probably read it to my dad a thousand times. I took it to school and read it to my class. And last night, as I started to read it to Ben, I cried. Tears that had surprised me, but not really because the book is so beautiful and simple.

"Once there was a little bunny who wanted to run away.
So he said to his mother, 'I am running away.'
'If you run away,' said his mother, 'I will run after you.
For you are my little bunny.'"



And the mother always finds her little bunny.