We had a neighborhood garage sale this weekend. I thought we made it through the morning without driving around to shop the sales.
But as we were leaving the neighborhood to head out for the day, the boys noticed a garage sale with a skateboard ramp, a punching bag, and a big animal cage.
So of course we turned around to swing by. We ended up with all the above items and a few more, minus the chinchilla cage, of course. But while we were there, Noah and I were looking through a big box of books and uncovered some really special ones. He found one of the newer Chronicles of Narnia and A Wrinkle in Time. So we added those to our loot.
If you knew me as a kid, reading was not my favorite pastime.
I would have much rather been climbing a tree, riding my bike or exploring the ditch. When it came time that I had to read, I skimmed everything for the main points so I could pass tests or write papers. It’s amazing how time changes us. Point is, I think at some point I was assigned to read Wrinkle, but I don’t think I ever did.
Last night after dinner we cracked it open and started reading.
I said I would only read a few pages, but I couldn’t stop. It’s such a fun, quirky and interesting book. Maybe mostly to me, because it’s about a little girl who feels like a misfit, uncovering emotional intelligence, learning to love herself and to be herself in a world of conformity. Ooooh, we’re only a chapter in and I can’t wait to read the rest. (It’s a fun day when you start to enjoy the books you read with your kids!)
It’s the story of little Meg’s journey to find the gift within herself.
It’s the only thing that can save her brother. It’s her love. She has to find it in herself to love him back.
Life gave her the form, but she had to learn to write the sonnet herself.
Life gives us each a form.
You get to choose what you do with it. You can believe the lies that you aren’t enough. You can get angry, sad, hurt and give up. Or you can choose to find the love within you and write a beautiful sonnet that touches the lives of the people in your path.
It’s entirely up to you.
“You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.” ~ Mrs. Whatsit, A Wrinkle in Time
to more love,