We have thousands of books in our home. No kidding. We have bookshelves in every room, and they are stocked end to end. We also have baskets of books, stacks of books, piles of books, and boxes of books. No doubt, we never lack for a direct route to escape.
Now that I think about it. Maybe it’s time for me to make this official.
(clear throat) “My names is Julie Cantrell. I have an addiction. My addiction is books.” May the 12 steps begin.
Yesterday, when my mother-in-law began searching for a book to read, I kept mum, giving her the time and silence to choose the right book for her. It’s a magical experience, really. Diving into a sea of stories and waiting to discover which title rises to the surface, discovering that one shiny tale that catches your heart by the hook.
Here’s the title my mother-in-law took with her to the porch, which is – I must admit – the best place in the world to escape into fiction. My little porch has given birth to stories and welcomed them home. It’s a sacred space. Go gently into that warm light, friends.
Seeing my husband’s mother in our rocking chair, reading Lisa Wingate’s book — well, I just had to share the smiles.
What book have you found today? I’m currently diving into a heavyweight, and one heck of a good read (not for the gentle soul). It’s dark, graphic, and intense, but I can’t put it down. Flying Shoes, by Lisa Howorth indeed has me hooked.
Share yours and happy reading!
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