I’m not alone in my love for Louisa May Alcott’s most famous tale. I identify with Jo, have sympathy for Beth, understand Meg, and find friendship with Amy. I admit that I feel a pang of jealously when others express their love for the March family because they’re mine but this poignant book gave me a sense of community that I don’t often get. Little Women has been adapted onto stage and screen (Christian Bale’s best role amirite?) and passed down through generations. It’s an anthem for girls of past, present, and future and to anyone who thinks that the March family is theirs, I say: pick this up, read it, enjoy it, and pass it on.