In today’s post, I would like to share with you my top bookish problems. These are problems that likely only other book lovers or roommates of book lovers will understand. And really, I don’t think they are problems so much as cute little quirks of mine. Of course, my hubby may disagree. 😉 Keep on Reading!
Let me start this post by assuring you that I am not a doctor and not qualified to give any kind of medical or lifestyle advice. What I am about to share with you are simply a few ways in which I think books play a positive and healthy role in my life in the hopes that they may do the same in yours.
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As I, along with the rest of the world, count down the hours to the release of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, I find myself reflecting on just why I love the Harry Potter series so much. Harry and I met when I was twenty years old as I was sitting in a Greyhound bus station. My mom, sisters, and I were homeless. Months of bouncing around ultimately landed us at the bus station one cool, fall day. I remember well the feeling of the crisp air on my tanned face as we carried suitcases and black garbage bags filled with our belongings into the bus terminal.
As we sat there with no money and nowhere to go, my mom took a creased paperback copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone out of her purse. I’m not sure why she had it in her purse, but she handed it to me saying, “Here, read a book. It will help pass the time.” Keep on Reading!