My mom has died.
I have no other way of saying this. It is a hard truth that I am now an orphan.
My mom loved to read. There was always a book on the kitchen table, in “her” chair in the family room, a pile on the desk, and more by her bedside. She was never far from something. She introduced me to Are You My Mother? Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle, Amelia Bedialia, The Secret Garden, and The Snow Goose. She read Harlequin romances, historical fiction, art history, biography, and titles that simply sounded interesting. She tried it all. And she shared books with everyone. Recommendations were a staple of each call we had. Mom taught me that each book becomes a part of you. When she sold her house, I was struck by how many books I wanted from her shelves. When I then sold mine, it was agony deciding what to take versus what to share with others.
I started this blog to share my love of books. I will continue this as a way to share what my mom loved, as well as what I love. Read to expand your understanding of others, gain empathy for what you have not experienced directly, and find a bit of fun and learning away from the everyday hum of your life. You will grow in ways you never expected.
I love you mom.
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