While reading a recent post on
Mormon Mommy Wars I exclaimed to Craig. "She totally gets me!" My favorite date night {much to Craig's chagrin} is hanging out at Borders. The feeling, people, smells, comfort. I never could put into words how it makes me feel, but she did, fantastically! Yes I'm a book hoarder. I have stacks of books in almost every room in the house. My night stand is always toppling over with books to read. And I must also admit, I like to buy them. Not check them out or borrow them, buy {however I love lending them out}. The characters become real to me and to give them back to the library seems like abandoning my own children or a friend.
"How can I possible describe the feeling I get when I’m standing in a room full of books?
For me it’s comparable to a pair of warm wool socks,
the security of an heirloom family quilt,
or the fulfillment of a Thanksgiving dinner.
Peace envelops me when I enter a library or book store.
Bookshelves provide the perfect shelter from the static of my life.
The spines of thousands of books become friends I haven’t met, waiting for me to invite them home, to discover their true identity.
In a perfect world, I would wander through every row of fiction, launch into the 100s of Dewey’s wonderful decimal system and finish with biographies,
only to begin again to make sure I didn’t miss anything."