Lend me your ear for a moment as I wax poetic about the library. You see, Adam and I finally got our Charlotte library cards. We’ve been wanting to do this for a while, so I got off my tookus and finally looked up the nearest one. I then immediately called Adam and declared we’d be going there on a mini-date Monday evening. I totally beat him to the punch on the free date idea, thank-you-very-much! This really just means we’d have time out of the house, you see, but calling it a “mini-date” makes it all the more fun. We browsed, we looked up books we’d been meaning to read and took time to explore. I really do love the library. It’s so quiet, smells like old books(am I the only one who loves this smell?) and feels comforting to me.
I know many people like the library, but I really felt like the library was a second home growing up. Money was really tight(though I never really knew that) and my mother recently told me that she would take us to the library to get books to feel like we’d been shopping. The thought makes me cry. I just think that’s such a beautiful picture of how important the library is. No one should be denied a good book. Every time we move and wait to join the library, I always wonder what took us so long when we finally do. But, we’re card carrying library members again! Hooray! While I do love my kindle, there’s nothing that beats holding a real book and turning the pages without the click of a button.