Thinking of a book that reminds you of home is difficult because I had to define what home meant. To me, home means safety, comfort, and love. This book brings that back to me every time I read it. When I was little, I would sit on my Grandpa's lap and he would read this book to me. For a girl who had no Dad, I was blessed to have one of the most loving, supportive, and outstanding Grandfathers that anyone could wish for. For me, this book represents a legacy. This is a story that was read to me before my naps, and I would fall asleep dreaming of fawns, lions, and grand adventures. I have noticed that whenever I read it, I instantly feel calmer. In my mind, I can still hear my Grandpa's voice describing Lucy, Peter, Edmund, and Susan's adventures in Narnia.
This book reminds me of home, because it connects me to a man who represents the foundation for a lot of the good things in my life. I can't wait to for my son to be old enough for us to be able to read it together. It will be my opportunity to not only pass on a wonderful story, but to be able to share with him stories of the man who's name will be his middle name. Narnia will always have a special place in our home.
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