On October 17, 2015, in anticipation of my Golden birthday, I wrote a list of goals I wanted to accomplish before I reach the age of 31. While I still have more time to work on this list, I have realized that after careful reflection, I have worked towards these things since this post and that deserves an update on progress or completion.
I’m not sure when I fell in love with books. It happened gradually. I’d find myself staring at the stacks at the library, in awe. Keeping them around my room just to have them. Wanting to take a year off from life and just read.
3 years ago, I decided on a new Christmas tradition for myself, buy everyone one book. One hand-selected, personalized to their life-book. It’s helped me really examine how well I know people. It has also helped me push really good books onto people.
It’s made me appreciate even more the intimacy of literature and life lessons and that feeling of lighting up when you talk about your passions.
Here’s to many more years.