a good read, an old friend

I read somewhere once that rereading a book is like sitting down with an old friend again. At the time I originally read that statement, I remember thinking how stupid it was. Rereading a favorite book? No matter how great a book is - It seems like rereading it would not only be a waste of time (and ask my husband what I think of wasting time... multi-task!!), it also seemed to me that the favorite book would somehow lose some of its magic. Whatever had made it amazing the first time around would disappear and I would be sitting in tenth grade English again, reading The Old Man & The Sea and wishing the darn fish would just eat the decrepit old fellow already.

Well, do you know what I learned this year? I learned that rereading a book really IS like sitting down with an old friend again. And here's my confession: I love sitting back down with Edward and Bella. They have made me want to peruse the other favorites on my bookshelf again to see who else would be worthy of a walk down memory lane.