Cerulean Sea

I have read 184 books this year. My goal was 100 and I had done that shortly before ML died. It is my escape. It is the only time I don’t have my overwhelming sadness because I get lost in the books. My grief is still there, I feel the weight of it, but my brain isn’t on a constant roller coaster of memories and all that comes with losing a loved one. I finished my favorite book of the year just a few days ago. It is a lovely story filled with the most delightful characters. Funny and heartwarming. It isn’t life altering book, it is just utterly charming and I know I will want to read it again and again. I will be recommending it often. I cheered, I cried, I laughed, and my heart was full of joy after reading it. 

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