I am not an avid reader. I have a few books that mean quite a bit to me. In fact I have a tattoo from one of my favorite books. Most of my favorite books have been passed down to me from my Dad.
When I was a young teenager I read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. This is a book that changes you and inspires you. It was always one of my favorites.
Fast forward to eight years later and I was hanging out with Jeremy in his apartment and saw another book by Richard Bach called Illusions. I had never heard of this book and to be honest didn't know Richard Bach had written other books. This was one of those things that told me this was the man for me.
For that Christmas, 2005, right after Vincent was born, Jeremy bought me "The Ferret Chronicles" a series by Richard Bach. There are several books. When Vincent was a few months old, we were reading one of the books to him. The book seemed to chronicle the journey that Jeremy and I had been on. On the first page it says:
Once there were two ferrets who lived by a country lane.
The lane led one way toward a dawn mountain, the other to a twilight sea. The two were friends, but the mountain called to him and the sea to her, called so strongly that neither cuold turn aside.
"I am sad," he told her, "that our paths must take us in such different directions."
"And I," she said, "that we cannot go our ways together."
The two held their love warmly in their hearts, but listened to their highest right and walked the lane toward its opposite ends.
After many adventures, they discovered that the path toward the dawn led over the mountain to the sea, and the path toward the twilight led across the sea to the mountain.
On the other side of te mountain, on the other side of the sea, the lovers met again, and their paths were one.
I loved this story so much that when my mom wrote a song for our wedding, she included lines from it. 
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