“Bookstores always remind me that there are good things in this world” ~
Good morning, sweet friends. I hope this finds you well and looking forward to things you enjoy this Labor Day Weekend. This past week was rather busy for us. Every day, other than one, I had an appointment or someplace I had to be. Not my idea of a lovely week. However, we survived.
During the first few weeks when I was home from the hospital and didn’t have the strength to do too much, I worked a bit on my books. By that I mean, sorting through them ~ keepers and those to donate. Such a difficult task. Our Senior Center has a book club and is always delighted to receive books and magazines. I feel they are in good hands there and readers will enjoy them. Mike delivered one overflowing box this week and many more to come. Our bookcases are stacked to the brim, therefore, this job ‘had to be tackled.
I have read from many of my dear blogging friends how many of you also struggle with this conundrum and I have listened to the tips you shared in dealing with this challenge. And a challenge it truly is! I will tell you, “If I had not had books to read when I was sick, I would be having tea with the folks in the ‘white coats.’ And, Mike would have moved to the attic in the garage living with the squirrels and butterflies.
” Books should go where they will be most appreciated, and not sit unread, gathering dust on a forgotten shelf . . .” ~ Christopher Paolini
“I am simply a ‘book drunkard.’ Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.” ~ L.M. Montgomery.
“For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.” ~ Anne Lamott
The words of Anne Lamott are, in my opinion, so very true. Through reading, I have gained enormous empathy for others and I do wonder about the fearless courage of humans, young and old, and how they managed to endure the many horrors of war and their lives after. I honestly don’t know if I would be so brave, however, I guess we never know what we are made of until the specific time shows itself. When that happens, we truly learn what “community and friendship” mean.
“Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.” ~ Henry Ward Beecher
“Reading should not be presented to children as a chore, a duty. It should be offered as a gift.” ~ Kate DiCamillo
Did you know that in Iceland there is a Christmas Eve tradition called “Jolabokaflod?” Jaolabokaflod translates into ‘Christmas Book Flood.’ It is one of the most unique Icelandic Christmas traditions. The tradition is to give or receive new books on Christmas Eve. One theory is the tradition began as a way to promote literacy in Iceland, as a study revealed in the late 1800s only 50% of the population could read. It is not just about the giving, it is also about the reading.
The best moments in reading are when you come across something ~ a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things ~ which you had thought special and particular to you. Now here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out and taken yours.” ~ Alan Bennett
Dear friends, I do hope you have enjoyed your visit and perhaps you join me in my love of books and the idea of making sure they are placed in good hands for their next life.
Know, I wish you and yours a beautiful day, a safe Labor Day Weekend, and a lovely week ahead. Stay well!
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