“I looked at the book lying on a table. Though not a great reader myself, I knew that those who were – even Nora – could grow testy when one came between them and their books.”
― Susan Higginbotham, Hanging Mary
After we retired and sold our house, like many newly retired people, we had to downsize. Becoming full-time RVers meant our living space would be very limited. Our work was definitely cut out for us–both Michael and I had to be very selective in what we brought with us.
Since I was a little kid, books have always been my passion. Over the years my personal library had grown with all types of books. Some of my books had been beside me–literally–for decades. Letting them go was tough. My books were more than just things–they had become my counselors, my teachers, and often times, my fastest modes of escape.
Slowly over these past two years, I’ve started to re-grow my library. Funny–many of my “new” books are copies of my favorite old books. I’ve been lucky to find so many at used book stores or on-line. My newest source I discovered yesterday–my local Goodwill Store. It’s not set up in any type of order–in order to find books you are looking for you must have the time to bend, stoop, re-arrange, and shuffle other books aside in order to see what treasures await you. For the short amount of time I invested, I was rewarded with some great books.
As I was putting my books away today, I discovered one had a note written on the inside cover–this unexpected message touched my heart. I need to think about it and share later.
“Providence has delivered me of every worldly passion, save this one; the desire to acquire books, new or old books of any kind, whose charms I cannot persuade myself to resist.”
I am…
B…simply being…
Love you all. God bless.
~Peace~
B...simply being... 