Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Monday, November 17, 2008

My Love Affair With Books

I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them - with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper they were printed on, with their smell and their weight and with their possession in my arms, captured and carried off to myself.
Eudora Welty

I love books. I always have and always will. Even if I am not reading them I have to be surrounded by them. On shelves, tables, beside my chair, beside my bed, on my desk and on and on. I seem to find comfort in their presence. All types of books, serious, humorous, mind stretching, lessons to learn, biographies, cookbooks, old sellers, and best sellers.

I usually have three beside my chair with bookmarks in them. One for pleasure, another that is teaching me something, and one of my old friends that is yellow with age and many passages are underlined.

I can remember on long winter days surrounding myself with my cookbook's and reading them like novels. After my divorce, I read my Bible constantly. Would read for hours and underline passage after passage that spoke healing, wisdom and a way of hope for the One Woman.

Books have aways brought me joy. I can remember as a child receiving my short list for Christmas and devouring them in a few days. Finding a corner in my small childhood home or I can even remember reading in a neighbors tree in the summer time. I have learned late in life to seldom share my special books because when they are not returned it troubles me. If someone is truly interested in a book I have I would rather buy them a copy and then I am not worried about them returning it. I can remember a comment one of my youngest daughter made to me regarding borrowing one of my books. She commented she did not like to borrow my books because some of them were like a diary where I had underlined special words or made quotation

Now that no family is with me I can read whenever I want to. As a wife, mother and working years ago, there seemed to be no time to pursue this pleasure.

My saddest memory regarding my books is when as a young woman I married and packed my books away to store for a few weeks. They were at my parents home and when I returned to retrieve them they were gone. They had given them away. That is painful to this day and it has probably been 50 years since I lost these friends.

It gives me pleasure to see some of my children's love of books, especially my son's extensive library.

From the memory of One Woman on her Journey Through Life


Judy said...

Hi Ernestine, I love books, too, and usually read more than one at a time. I have a big bookcase in my living room full of books. My children all read and love books.
I started them very young and now my son is already reading to Thomas Wyatt. I can't imagine what life would be like without books! Love the picture of the last rose of summer below.

Darlene said...

Books have been my friend for as long as I can remember. For the first ten years of my life I was an only child of a single mom who was busy with her own life. Books were my refuge from lonliness and still are.

Beverly said...

I have way too many books, I know you may say there cannot be too many. But, alas, I have no room for them. I used to love to read, but I have trouble sitting down to read. I love my books and pray I will start serious reading again.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Judy and Darlene thanks for the comment. Beverly I understand about sitting still and finding time. Hoping with winter arriving that will be easier. I am on the way to doctor.
Do not know if it is a tooth or saliva gland. Gland is swollen.

Sky said...

i learned long ago not to loan my hard covers to anyone except perhaps my sister who would never injure a book, its cover, or binding. i only loan paperbacks which are easily replaced.

i can't remember life without books. my mother started taking us to the city library when we were very young. there was a children's section where we were each allowed to check out 20 books per visit. we had 2 weeks to read them all. if we had not finished we could extend the borrow period. we were finished long before the 2 weeks were up, and back we went for another haul. we had our own children's books at home, too, but we, of course, had read them many times! i am glad i developed a love of both books and gardening from my mother - wonderful gifts she bestowed upon me. :)

Mim said...

I am so sorry you had to go to dentist... have had my share in past. Not fun! Feel better soon.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Mim and Sky thank you for the comment. Sky guess I leaned late about loaning special books.
Dental appt revealed abcessed tooth. Ugh. Never have had teeth problems. This is new. On antibiotic and have to see oral surgeon after Thanksgiving.

kenju said...

I feel the same as you about books, and I cannot bear to part with most of them. Hence, my home is overrun!

Liza on Maui said...

Another thing we're in common. I love books! I love "self-help" books and "inspirational books" and "biographies" the most :)