I read like a mad woman (I still feel weird about referring to myself as a woman, am I the only 30-something who still feels like a girl?). I have a hard time putting (some) books down. I constantly have a book to read and feel like something is missing when I finish one and don't have a back up.
We take a walking trip to the library weekly and Morgan even asks to go now (which makes my heart happy). I try to get three to five books for me and let Morgan pick out a few, one of her most recent being one about a crocodile, she has a thing for them right now. I can only hope that she will enjoy reading as much as Ryan and I do. But, even though she can't read yet, she has memorized her favorites and we read to her almost every day.
When I read a really good book, I get lost in the pages and paragraphs and transport myself into the story. It becomes a part of me, I get sucked in and escape temporarily into a new world. And when I close the book for the last time, my adventure ends and a new one can begin with the next book. It's sad and thrilling all at the same time.
After each ending I can't help but think about how mundane my life has become. So domestic. But also how I don't really mind. No stupid bar drama, boy drama, or stupid things girlfriends fight about. The only thing I really miss from the bar days, is people watching. And I can just as well do that anywhere... But I digress.
I'm happy with where my life and my choices have taken me. I would certainly not be the woman (there it is again!) I am today if I hadn't had the experiences that got me here. My point being, even though I'm domesticated now, I don't want to take my life for granted. I think, in a way, books and stories keep me grounded. Remind me of how wonderful my life is and how happy I am.
I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a grandaughter, a friend and much more. All of these things have shaped and molded me in some way and I am proud of that. I am a beautiful, trusting and powerful woman. Although I will need a constant reminder, I am all of these things and wouldn't change it for anything.
(Wow, this turned out a lot sappier than I thought it would!)
I love your guts for being a part of my life.
We take a walking trip to the library weekly and Morgan even asks to go now (which makes my heart happy). I try to get three to five books for me and let Morgan pick out a few, one of her most recent being one about a crocodile, she has a thing for them right now. I can only hope that she will enjoy reading as much as Ryan and I do. But, even though she can't read yet, she has memorized her favorites and we read to her almost every day.
When I read a really good book, I get lost in the pages and paragraphs and transport myself into the story. It becomes a part of me, I get sucked in and escape temporarily into a new world. And when I close the book for the last time, my adventure ends and a new one can begin with the next book. It's sad and thrilling all at the same time.
After each ending I can't help but think about how mundane my life has become. So domestic. But also how I don't really mind. No stupid bar drama, boy drama, or stupid things girlfriends fight about. The only thing I really miss from the bar days, is people watching. And I can just as well do that anywhere... But I digress.
I'm happy with where my life and my choices have taken me. I would certainly not be the woman (there it is again!) I am today if I hadn't had the experiences that got me here. My point being, even though I'm domesticated now, I don't want to take my life for granted. I think, in a way, books and stories keep me grounded. Remind me of how wonderful my life is and how happy I am.
I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a grandaughter, a friend and much more. All of these things have shaped and molded me in some way and I am proud of that. I am a beautiful, trusting and powerful woman. Although I will need a constant reminder, I am all of these things and wouldn't change it for anything.
(Wow, this turned out a lot sappier than I thought it would!)
I love your guts for being a part of my life.
Bring forth more sap!
Anonymous June 6, 2008 at 10:01 AM
You darling sappy sweetheart! It hits home on so many levels. Thanks!
Jen June 8, 2008 at 9:29 PM