These last two years I have absolutely been devouring books. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I take breaks to get completely absorbed in a video game or rarely, a TV show, but I’ve really fallen back in love with reading.
Since I reread my childhood favorites, the Harry Potter series, Maze Runner, and then the Hunger Games, I decided to go ahead and reread the Twilight series as well—make of that what you will, but it really makes me feel nostalgic for my younger life. I had forgotten how much I loved these books and I still do. I have really been able to get fully emotionally involved in these books again, and in the many new ones I’ve read of course. I thought I would never feel like this again, as a mom, almost 30, disabled, and mostly not thrilled with my life. There’s just something so fantastic about being able to escape into books again.
by rhaphiloflora