I loved Madeline so much I became her.
I watched every movie, read every book.
I dragged my mom to the library every week.
I turned those pages so much they turned to velvet.
Because of Madeline, where I could have fallen to anxiety, loneliness, and listlessness, I was energetic, brave and creative. Madeline helped me in ways nobody - not myself, or an adult, possibly could. Madeline was the shit.