Blessed Books

Saturday mornings meant a trip to the library – my favourite outing of the week as a youngster. We’d load our arms with picture books, until that memorable day when I graduated to Chapter books.

At the pique of my book blessedness, I owned two bookstores. And then, years later, we sold off our worldly goods and set off on a new, minimalist adventure. I reduced my collection to one shelf.

A bookcase reveals much about a person, don’t you think? Best of all – I have a poem in the volume “We Will Not Be Silenced”. A dream come true.

(Thursdays are my day for expressing gratitude. When I saw Cee’s Fun Foto challenge: books, I knew right where the post belonged.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

14 thoughts on “Blessed Books

  1. I have been shedding stuff, and books especially, I have read so many, I had over 5, 000 at one point, and enjoyed so much, but when I’m not going to revisit a book it is best passed on or recycled, which is also fun. But I must confess, the Kindle is less hassle space wise.

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  2. I loved looking for books at the library when I was a child – mostly at the school library as I remember. How did you ever limit books to one shelf? I could never do that. We downsized a few years ago – and had to let go of hundreds of books. So hard.
    How wonderful to have a book with your poem published inside! Wow 🙂

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