Thank you, Louisa May Alcott!

Today is the anniversary of Louisa May Alcott’s death. I thought that I would finally begin this blog by talking about how much her work has meant to me. In these changing times we forget about home, hearth, and simple comforts.

I first read “Little Women” in Fourth grade and my teacher let me keep the book because I enjoyed it so much. It was my escape from a troubled home and a great pathway of learning. For one thing, I don’t think I would be as kind or as loving without having read it.

A reader can see parts of themselves in all of Miss Alcott’s characters. I was at once deviant like Jo, prim like Amy, shy like Beth, and careful like Meg. I think the same could be said for any adolescent girl. Furthermore, I wish I could be more like Hannah, a warm supporting presence for my family.

So without more time to write, I would like to thank her posthumously 143 years later for writing “Little Women” which still fulfills an important need today.

I would like to thank the facebook presence of “The Secret Life of Emily Dickinson” for linking to Miss Alcott’s obituary and inspiring me to begin to write again today.