The best children's books are allegories for the things even adults still grapple with. The Velveteen Rabbit is one of the two or three best of such allegories I was ever blessed to read as a child, teaching me about sacrifice and acceptance, a faith in true compassionate love and its power to make other people "real." We are all velveteen rabbits wanting to be loved, wanting to be validated, wanting to be seen.
It had a big impact on me back then, and not surprisingly I was drawn to the most ragtag of my stuffed animals. The book still deeply resonates with me, and revisiting it only takes a few minutes; but it infinitely makes me laugh, reflect, worry and rejoice, all in the course of 20 pages. The original drawings are simply perfect, too. I can't wait to share this one with my young ones one day.