I've Always Wanted
a wall of books--not in an office at work, but at home where I can scan the spines and relive the places I've been in my mind and heart. I don't have a Kindle, a Nook, or an iPad. . .I'm sure I will one day, but for now I like the heavy boxes, the musty smell, the cumbersome collection of physical books. In college, I used $20 bills as bookmarks occasionally; so near the end of the month, I may leaf through some books from college on the shelves in my bedroom, just in case. The other night, my husband was looking for a classic to read, so we got out a few of my boxes of books from my teaching days. It was fun to leaf through those. . .D's certificate of baptism, my Auburn diploma, pictures of a best friend and me from high school showchoir, a thank you note from a group of ESL students written in seven different languages, a photograph of my godson as an infant (I just saw a homecoming pic of him on Facebook yesterday!), a picture of me when I was three and my you...