The discussion theme for February’s #ShelfLove Challenge is your favorite book significant other. As many of you know I profess to love James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser. But I’ll confess, I’m not in love with him. I’m just in really deep like with Jamie. Why? Because by the time I had discovered Jamie back in the early 2000s, I had already found him sitting across the dank dark basement of a crappy old house in Ottumwa, Iowa playing video games in the late ’90s.
You see Jamie bears some of the same characteristics that I find so deeply attractive in my husband.
- He’s steadfast.
- He’s loyal.
- He treats me as his equal. (And knows when to defer to my judgement. There’s a reason he jokingly calls me the Sergeant Major.)
- He loves me.
- He gives amazing hugs.
- He’s educated and he’s traveled the World.
- He cares for others.
- He’s mine, all mine.
So Jamie is all yours, dear friends. I have my Jamie already. And to my husband, if he happens to read this, you said recently that Jamie wasn’t real, but you are wrong. Every time I look at you and think about you, I see my Jamie come to life.
Devil’s Tower, Wyoming on June 27, 2012 with a Canon Rebel T3i.
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“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning