I want to be a tree.

I love and hate this book.

I read it again today. It's been a few years since the last time, and I get that little prickly ache that comes right before you want to cry whenever I read it, BUT I haven't cried full on from reading it yet. 

Yet.

The giving tree just speaks to various parts of my soul. Like the part when I remember people that have always given and given and given to me and I have been ungracious to them. Or the part that misses childhood. Or the part that is a little frightened of getting old. Or the part that loves trees and hates to see them be torn down. Or the part that I think each one of us has: we try to put our happiness dependent on something to come. or someone. or somewhere. It's a part of me I always want to fight, because it's good to be content in day to day living.

My favorite part of this book is the tree though. I know a lot of trees I. Trees are people whose happiness comes from giving everything they have. In the end, the tree is happy, and that is just what it deserves to be. I love my trees. I want to be a tree.

So, while we're on the topic of weepy books, I want to know - does anyone else have books that do this to them? I'm on a children's book reading spree and I would love suggestions.