oh to read again...

I miss reading. It used to be I could spend hours curled up on the loveseat with a novel in hand, lost in the adventures and romance of a fictional story. Or sometimes I would challenge my thinking by wrestling with some of John Piper's works or re-thinking my role as a wife in a godly marriage. I love to read poetry, fiction, history and classics, and especially enjoyed to discuss the books I read with friends.

In my younger days, I can recall my mom asking me to help set the table at dinner time, only to find me slowly circling the table, book in hand, as I tried to place the silverware in the correct spot without breaking my flow of reading. Or I would attempt to read in the car once it got dark (before I got terribly car sick), holding my book up to catch the light of the headlights behind us until it proved impossible to make out the words. In college I would retreat into the library and curl up on the "sleeping chair" to "read" my homework...though it almost inevitably ended up in a nap.

I love to read. Why is it I never have time to sit down with a book? My hubby is just as busy as I am, and yet he can read through 3-5 books in a month or less!! On top of his daily Bible reading! I am in awe. Maybe I'll pick up some pointers from him. But in the meantime, I'll look forward to Christmas vacation, when I will hopefully find some time to read again...