Books

Never ending books. A lot of things in life come and go in our house. Rugs wear out you replace them. The couch gets old and out the door it goes. Upgrade the husband once in a while (hehe). But my books remain. I read some books three times over a period of years. Whenever I walk by one of my book shelves, my eyes wandered towards the shelf. For whatever reason my mind sums up the book all over again. A lot of times bringing a smile to my face. Sometimes a shiver to my bones.