I think that between schooling, relationships, motherhood, and grief I lost my love for doing things for me. For a time I didn't have much time for anything I enjoyed (other then bring a mother, that brought me a joy that cannot be replaced :) ). But when I did have time for it I just didn't want to. In a way I think that I needed that time to numb out and watch TV all day. However, almost three years later I am re-discovering my lost world of books.
I am proud to say that since I realized this I have read eight books. I really did miss it and am glad to be back :)
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