Thursday and I made it!
I had commitments for days from Saturday run arounds, Sunday Easter-Get-Through-It, Monday trivia night with friends, Tuesday Library time and Wine and Words start-up meeting, and Wednesday City Library Board meeting. Now I have 4 days of calm that I have purposely left open and non-committal as I make my way towards the one year mark. These next days will be days of last time memories (tomorrow will mark 1 year since I went to stay with Justin in his apartment the night before the interview with Scott Eastwood), these are the anniversaries of the last time I seen my son and as painful as they are, I would not trade them for the world. I had this time with him….. it was because of this blog that I was there. Crazy…. but true.
But this…. is not supposed to be about that.
I am instead talking about the joy of books. You may remember that I have mentioned that last summer when my Mom’s Sister had knee surgery I brought her a basket of books, magazines, movies, and snacks to pass the time while she was healing. It was then that she and I bonded over books. I did not know she was a dormant reader…. someone who had always enjoyed reading but with life and other commitments had moved away from it. Since that time last summer, I meet up with her every couple of weeks and I bring her new books she may enjoy and we discuss the ones she read. It is a coffee date and a book club for two.
Over the past few weeks with my schedule I had been unable to connect with her. Then last week she had surgery on the other knee. Yesterday, I went through the book room choosing books for her recovery time. At first, I was picking up books that I felt would stretch her a bit, they were not the normal genres that I bring her, and some were books that I had not yet read myself…
and then my eyes landed on The Fault In Our Stars and I could not help but smile. I wondered if she would enjoy dabbling into a brilliantly written YA read. And from there I seen my row of books from Claire Cook and my smile broadened. She had enjoyed Mary Kay Andrews, Dorthea Benton Frank, and Elin Hilderbrand’s books. I knew she would adore Claire Cook.
When I came home yesterday after my visit with my Aunt and Uncle as well as the book delivery, there was a package in the mail. As I was opening it I felt a lump in the book and thought that our mailman had again squished a book into the box and bent it… but no, that was not it. The lump was a luggage tag and it went with the book that was in the package:
The word that came out of my mouth when I seen what had been delivered was “Fun!” I love the little extras that publishing houses do and now this book is calling to me. I have one I am in the middle of, and just finished an audio book this morning so soon Mary Kay Andrews, soon I will join you to busy my mind with others lives and happenings…. the joy of books. ♥