While I’m not quite ready to share my thesis outside of the protective sphere of my academic bubble, I would like to share my greatest thanks page. So many people and places and factors have come together in an almost magical fashion to make it possible for me to finish it. It seems unfair to myself and to everyone somehow involved, to leave these things tucked away withing a massive paper I’m still holding closer to myself that I originally intended.
…to my husband, Guy, for acting as a sounding board even when you had no idea what I was talking about and providing an endless supply of coffee and foot rubs. If that’s not love, I’m not sure what is.
…to my daughter, Harper, for allowing me to once again see books from a child’s perspective, being the Tinkerbell to my Peter Pan, and reminding me to embrace whimsy at every opportunity.
…to my parents for supporting me in every possible way and referring to me as your “forever student” with pride and affection.
…to my brother, Spencer, for being my study buddy, dragging me out of my cave for our Tuesday night movie dates and the countless Star Wars marathons.
…to my family, by blood and by choice, for saving me from my intellectual insecurities, fielding late night text messages, and encouraging me to do the stuff that makes my heart beat a little faster.
…to my professors, for imparting your knowledge and providing a learning environment that allowed me to find my calling within the honorable profession of librarianship.
…to my fellow Spartans, for sharing your lives, your studies, your aspirations, and your distinct viewpoints with me.
…to all the authors who created the characters I fell in love with, for giving me friends when I had none, worlds to visit from inside the walls of my bedroom, and books worth protecting.