My life is full of changes. The more I age the more I seem to stay active. Yes, I consider myself a busy lady............even though I'm no spring chicken. Three score and ten years are fast approaching but I have to admit I feel much younger, perhaps forty five! My forties were a roller coaster ride, many personal ups and downs, and a tough battle with cancer. When all that was sorted and I picked up the pieces, I decided that I needed to make the most of my life because I'd been given a wonderful second chance. I made decisions which have enabled me to have a good life, surrounded mostly by people who care about me, even love me......and a few who don't! Absolutely nothing in life is perfect.
Life throws things at us.............some by way of the written word, others by happenstance. I love words. I thrill to opening a new book where the words look promising. Flipping through a magazine used to be always enjoyable, now mixed feelings prevail. This week I declined renewing my subscription to a well known home magazine because, after many years and many hundreds of dollars, I noticed they are charging me almost triple what they offer to a new subscriber. I sent a letter to them explaining my cancellation decision, and had to add that their publication no longer truly thrilled me with so many pages of advertising. Yes I know ads are necessary for revenue, I used to work in advertising, but they stoop so low now, double spreads of drug ads that I detest on paper as much as on the television screen at dinner time! I now prefer to spend my money on beautiful books and just a few international magazines.
My favorite decor and home magazines:
UK Country Living (Great Britain)
Campagne Decoration (France)
Cote Sud (France)
Jeanne d'Arc Living (Denmark)
And so..........my magazine stacks are dwindling as my book stacks grow taller.
I don't buy all my books new. Often I browse the shelves of a couple of used book shops. I look for favorites on my list which may show up, and sometimes I discover a gem I wasn't familiar with but know would be a perfect addition to my collection. Some I hold on to, others I read and then pass along to a friend who may also find enjoyment in its pages.
Words are odd things. Sometimes we are full of them, spouting them out nonstop like a raging waterfall. Other times they stop us in our tracks making us tongue-tied, silent. They can shower one in anger or caress one with love. They are often noisy when spoken, quiet when read alone.
Words are very powerful and truly wonderful.