Books and Boxes

Fellow bookworms, I have done the nearly impossible. I have boxed all of my books up. Enshrouded in cardboard, secured with heavy duty tape. They now stand stacked in the corner of my room. I miss them already.

I love to study bookshelves. If you would happen to invite me to your home, you would catch me surveying your shelves. You can learn a lot about someone by scanning their bookshelves. Personality traits that would probably have taken years to discover, literally jump from the pages of their books.

I've never taken the time to step back and analyze my own shelves. Not until I started to pack all my beloved treasures.

There was the collection of tiny miniature vintage books. Many of them as old as 1860-70's. Most of them created as rewards for children in Sunday School. One of them still bearing a note from the teacher, imploring "Henry to read and not forget while enjoying the stories to see the lessons inside. "

There were the tattered children's fiction books. Many with math problems worked on the flyleaf. A few with notes from Father's, Mother's and best friends.

A history of English literature, written in 1910 comes off the shelf next. Inside, in a neat feminine hand are notes, questions, and ideas for writing assignments. I don't know who G.V. was, but I believe she and I are kindred spirits.

Next I pull out a beautifully bound, Sermons by D.L.Moody. In original edition, with lovely silver leaf lettering. But it wasn't it's age, or it's innate beauty that makes me love this book. It's the bullet hole in the corner. The story behind it, I'll never know,  I can only imagine.

Classics come off one by one. Ugly books with dearly loved stories, and tea stains to show their love. There is a handful of writing help, their new covers contrasting to all the vintage books. Several of my old journals go into the box. Scraps of notepaper flutter as I open several books.

My original edition Elsie Dinsmore's are packed with care, their embossed pansies (which Finley begged the publishers to put on the books) still lovely even after their long life.

There are books on screenwriting. Books on how to grow corn and beans. Craft books, decorating books, an English/French dictionary. A brand new girls devotional books side by side with a cookbook well over 100 years old.

The last box is packed and taped shut. Every box holding the evidence of who I am, and what I love.

What do your bookshelves say about you?

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