Finally Summer


This has got to be one of the loneliest books I’ve ever read. It was beautiful, don’t get me wrong–but every page pulled at my heart. And if one of the loneliest books, probably also one of the most truthful. I thought how close I came to Ella’s story and whether or not my choice was the better one. Lonely, yet redemptive, somehow, as the characters touched and blended their lives–which should be the story of all of our lives as we live this incarnation.

But today is truly the start of summer. The kitchen is almost done, I stayed for the rosary after mass, and I’ve read three books. I was a bit frantic this morning, wondering, now that the hustle and bustle have ended, what I was to do with myself. The remedy? Ease into summer and drink long draughts!

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