To my dear beloved books,

On this day designated to celebrate love, I want to thank you for all you’ve given me over the years. 

You have been in my life for as long as I can remember. Never has there been a time when I needed you that I couldn’t find you.

Because of you, I have found solace in libraries since I was a child. I can go to find books, to read, to think, to work, to sit in silence, and I know I can always find what I need.

When I went though a divorce and lived alone, and I was low and scared, you kept me company. Whether it was a romance that kept my hopes up, fantasy that distracted me, or the self help that got me through it all, you were there. 

As I’ve transitioned through different types of work, and strive to live a creative life, you have helped me more than anything else. You bring me the words of those who have become my gurus and mentors. You remind me I am not alone on this journey. You show me how high I need to set the bar, and remind me I can achieve it. 

Because of you, my friendships are richer, my creative life is thriving, and I am never bored.

You surround me always. On my shelves, in my purse, in all rooms of my house. You wait for me until I am ready for you. Sometimes you can out to me and guide me to something I didn’t realize I needed you. 

I can’t wait to spend time with you every day.

Love Always, 

Ramona