When I hear writers tell me that they really not readers I am taken back. How you can be one without the other amazes me. I been an avid reader since gosh as long as I can remember. My husband and I have way too many books. Our move to our home now had a U-Haul that primarily had books in it.
So why are you writing in the first place and to who? And why should people read your book?And would you get offended if someone say to you that they don’t read?
I always have a book in my purse, car, by my bed, by my place in the living room and yes the bathroom but those are the funnies. Sadly life gets busy with family, health, the home and everything in between and being able to mark out time to read is not always there. That happened recently to me. It had been weeks since I had picked up a book. This past weekend I read two books, I made the time and plus the weather was crappy and I was not feeling well so was situated on the couch. But I did read and it felt so awesome. And not a digital book, which I get the reasons for that, but a real book in my hand. It was a glorious weekend to be reading. I have missed reading for pleasure hopefully it won’t be weeks before I do it again.
I have been remiss in posting pictures, just pictures, when I blog here. So getting back on the horse so to speak.
Most people who know me know that I rescue and adopt birdies. I been doing this since 1998 when I rescued my first two tiels who were a bonded pair.
This is my Angel. We rescued him in 1999 at four months. He is a feisty one who will hiss at me unless someone is near me then he will defend me at all cost. He didn’t want to take a picture when I took this as you can see by his close eyes. However he was okay with a side profile.
This past week we celebrated Mother’s Day and soon we will be celebrating Father’s Day. Two holidays where moms and dads of families get to be spoiled, treated to a meal, flowers, gifts, cards and what other items the family can think off.
One year my husband knew I needed new tires on my car but could not afford them at the time. That was my gift for Mother’s Day. I was thrilled and hugged him and said thank you repeatedly. A lot of people thought that was not a real gift, to me it was. My husband has a way of giving me something that I need just about every year.
Granted when we first got married it was cards, flower and food which are the tradition and classic items. But over the years he has evolved. He has bought me plane tickets so I could go back home to Maine to visit my family. He has bought me dress clothes for work. It goes on.
To me that says someone who is paying attention and observing what his wife really needs. I love him for it. I have a good one in my husband. For Father’s Day I have to come up with something good that will show him how awesome he is. At least I have some time to think of something.
Sharon C. Williams-Author 