As trite as it may sound, it really is in the little things

I received this in the mail today, from someone I have never met, through a card exchange. It is now hanging on my wall, and I don't think I have stopped smiling since I received it.

The wonderful, beautiful little things.

I became a librarian because I have an obscene love of research and books. I adore helping students at the reference desk at the college. I love teaching at the public library. I was thrilled the first time someone checked out my book at the public library, the first time I chatted with someone over a pile of authors we both enjoyed.

It's a brilliant gig if you can get it. Even with my occassional vents of German temper into the reaches of LJ.

And this little envelope really reminds me why I don't mind the venting all that much.