I keep thinking about the children’s book, Elsa’s Perfect Plan, that talks about Anna feeling lonely because everyone was so busy preparing for her surprise party.

And I imagine… imagine Anna jumping up jubilantly on the morning of her birthday.

But before she can rush to get dressed, Elsa squeezes Anna in an embrace of extraordinary intensity. Its only equal is the hug they shared just after Anna thawed, that hug of pure passion… the ending of so many years of isolation.

Anna feels Elsa’s warmth, feels Elsa nuzzling deep into Anna’s neck. And in her sister’s warmth, Anna knows that she is at peace, that she is home, that she is loved.

A feeling washes over her like warm honey. Anna’s heart swells with joy in her chest, so much joy it feels it might burst.

Tears are in both sisters’ eyes, and Elsa murmurs, “I’m so sorry, Anna. You are so loved, Anna. You are adored. Please, please let me show you this day how much I adore you, how much joy you deserve.”