Within minutes of posting about baby wearing, I was notified of the death of Maurice Sendak. To many he is know for "Where the Wild Things Are", because of the movie that came out in 2009.
I fortunately was introduced to him by my mother at a young age. While reading about his death of a stroke, thoughts of my mother reading the books came to mind. I giggled about Mickey swimming in the nude in a bottle of milk. What girl at any age doesn't giggle at that? Then I quickly thought of the book "Outside Over There" and how I tried to get the goblins to take my little sister away. Let's not forget "The Sign on Rosie's Door" that made me think everybody had a secret to tell. Last, would be "Where the Wild Things Are". I had the fortune of introducing this book to two of my kids before the movie came out. What kid didn't feel like Max? Being a mother now, I saw the book from a whole new light. I saw each of my kids in this story and me.
So, we now say good bye to a great literary writer of our times. As his story ends, I hope he knows the many joys his moralistic dark writing did bring us.
Good bye, Mr. Sendak, may you now forever be in the joy of your books.
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