Mar05
Having a house full of books is normal and necessary for me. Reading is like breathing. This is true of many of my family members, including my mother. Her books were her friends–and I’m now discovering the depth of that friendship. Letters, cards and slips of paper are tucked into many of her favorites. Her active mind made her an active reader. When I find these messages, they make me laugh, cry and remember. I found this one in a book about China: “Peace, wisdom and happiness: when you find one, the other two are sure to follow.”