Book Club

Book Clubinked by Holly

Two years ago, a friend told me she was thinking about starting a book club and asked if I’d be interested. My friend and I had recently discovered our similar taste in books, and you don’t find too many other women who love WWII fiction, so I knew this might be the right book club for me. She mentioned other ladies who were interested and I knew right away that we’d click as a group.

It was also good timing.  Julia was finishing her senior year in high school and empty nest was imminent.  No more volleyball games and sporting events, no more school projects or slumber parties, and a lot more quiet. It was the perfect time to develop new friendships.

Book club goes something like this:  We meet once a month at a member’s house. Once everyone arrives (we all arrive right on time or slightly late– I like that about us!), we chat, catch up on life, and eventually get around to talking about the book of the month.

Most the time, we have a lot to say about the books.  Some of us loved the book, some of us were just eh about the book, and every now and then, someone dislikes the book.  And there is the occasional time someone didn’t finish the book….or even start it. And that’s ok!  After our book discussion, we have some sort of delicious snack (and Diet Coke is always on tap), decide who will host the next meeting, and most difficult of all, decide what our next book will be.

Our first book club meeting was held two years ago, and since then we’ve grown to a group of eight.  I love these girls!  We laugh together, eat good snacks, celebrate birthdays. We have cried and prayed together. My book club ladies are now the friends I count on–I can call if I need something or even text if I need prayer.IMG_5902

Are you in a book club? If you’re not in a book club, have you read anything good lately?

Here are some of the books we’ve read; my favorites are marked with an asterisk.
*Girls in the Green Sweater
By the Light of the Silvery Moon
A Winter Dream
The Kitchen House
The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels
The Poisonwood Bible
Sparkly Green Earrings
*The Aviators Wife
*Killing Lincoln
And the Mountains Echoed
The Light Between Two Oceans
Kisses From Katie
The Language of Flowers
The Shape of Mercy
Hot Flashes and Cold Cream
Thunder and Rain
Eat Cake
The Great Gatsby

Life Lately

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As much as I hate to admit it, I was wrong. I thought schedules would slow down with the new year, but somehow they’ve become busier?

BUT, there’s a twinkling light at the end of the tunnel and we just might have a few weeks of peace and quiet soon.

The past few weeks have been a blur of festivals, church events, dinners with friends, a special visit from my college friends, and even a Red’s game. And lots and lots of honeycrisp apples.

The visit with old friends was like balm for my soul. We’ve been blessed with wonderful post-college friendships in Dayton (oddly enough, many of them are with people we went to college with but didn’t know in college), but there’s something to be said about the friends you’ve lived with, fought with, danced with, survived break-ups with, got married with, and so on. The friends who pass you a granola bar when you’re cranky out of hunger. The ones that require no censorship, because let’s be honest, if they put up with you in a dorm room, they can put up with you anywhere. The ones that text you at work to let you know they helped themselves to your wardrobe.

We joked about how hard it is to make friends after college, and we attribute it to no longer living, breathing, sleeping, studying, doing everything with the same group once college is over. But to be honest, I like my post-college independence and wouldn’t want to go back.

That’s why I’m equally grateful for the community of friends (and family, but that’s a given) that we’ve found here in post-grad life. We may not get to comfort each other through break-ups or after a bad exam grade or have dance parties in the bathroom, but we do get to support each other through marital ups and downs, job and grad school woes, ministry opportunities, parenting dilemmas, and whatever else.

It’s all about growing where you’re planted, right?