One of my grand passions in life is reading – I was voracious as a child. To this day I have very fond memories of a weekly trip to the library with my Dad, which started when I was probably 4 or 5 years old, and continued through out my school life. My Dad actually…
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Indulgence defined by “A Place of Her Own”
An indulgence. In that time known as pre-children I never thought twice of a morning in bed, not getting up, and indulging in a novel. This sometimes including an excursion to the kitchen for toast and coffee. At other times it was a lazy afternoon or even a late night in bed, reading well past the…
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