Book Club

Book club rocks! Seriously, it’s one of those things that I never used to be able to understand. Why would people want to sit around and talk about a book? Especially if it’s just a fiction book that has no real purpose but entertainment.

But, I was fortunate enough to suggest to a friend that she host a book club—and being the great friend she is, she agreed! In fact, she leads the discussion, looks up the questions and even has a list of books for us to choose from for the next book club meeting. Everyone needs a friend like that, huh?

I’ve always heard that moms have to take care of themselves before they can take care of others. And I’ve always laughed. I mean, when is that supposed to occur? It’s not like you can just leave your kids unsupervised while you go across town to chat with friends about books—especially when you don’t have time to even open them or when you get interrupted 10 times before you’ve finished the first chapter.

But, I’m coming to see the value in that statement…to an extent.

I come home from book club refreshed—even if it was a fluff book or a dark book (not that we’ve read many dark ones, but we’ve read some weird ones). Even though it’s after 10pm when I walk through my door, I feel ready to re-engage with life.

What is your favorite book? Are you in a book club? If so, what book did you read that had the best discussion?