Regardless of my adoration for literature, it had been months since I had picked up a novel. I was serving a full-time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and as a result, I had chosen to leave such passions behind me for 18 months. But it wasn't easy.
My companion and I had been walking down the street when this ancient bookstore caught my eye. We wandered in and found the most adorable mini-replica of the Beast's library from Beauty and the Beast. Old, loved books lined the walls from top to bottom, stacked so high it required a ladder to reach them all. In that moment, standing in an old bookstore in Italy, I realized how deeply literature had touched me throughout my life. In a moment when I couldn't read for pleasure, I recognized how my books had changed me over the years and made me who I am today.
|Sample of my personal baby library (it's growing!)|
- Listening to my daddy read his favorite childhood book, The Great Brain by John D Fiztgerald aloud to me and my siblings
- Writing letters to family and friends
- Listening to Josh Turner's song Me and God
- Reading inspirational quotes on pinterest
- Writing about my brother's experience with cancer
- Discussing books with my parents
- Receiving a treasured antic book from my grandma every year for Christmas
- Discovering the deep insight in Crime and Punishment in a high school English class