Giving Thanks for Being a Reader
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I wanted to take a moment and talk about how thankful I am to be a reader. For as long as I can remember, I have been a reader, always with a book (more likely, three or four) nearby. My grandmother is a big reader, and I got my love of reading from her. There have obviously been times where I took a break from reading and watched a lot more television (hello, Claire at 23). But in the last five years, I have been much more dedicated about reading. At first, it took some reminding that I should read more, but after a while, it became second nature. Now my husband has to pressure me to watch a movie or a new tv show on Netflix. But you know what, I am okay with that.
I am thankful that I grew up surrounded by books and by people who loved reading. I am thankful that in the craziness of the world today that I can find hope in a book. Readers can escape to the world of Pemberley, Hogwarts, or Green Gables; readers can learn all about World War II, Alexander Hamilton, or the birth of the FBI. There is so much to learn from reading, whether it be a children’s classic, literary fiction, romance, an essay collection, or non-fiction. Plus the beauty of being a reader is that you will never run out of books to read. For as many books that I can cross off my TBR, I add two or three more in its place. So my hope for all of you over the holidays is that you spend time with loved ones and can sneak away for a little while to get in some reading. Happy Thanksgiving!
Let me know what books you’re reading over the holidays!