We've just returned from a small road trip south to attend the funeral of a respected and adored grandmother. She had been an amazing person; strong in a quiet and peaceful way. This was one of those occasions where death was a blessing, relieving her of her frail and failing body. She will be missed but we know we will meet her again in a place with no more suffering and no more tears.
Along the way I was able to get in a little reading in small spurts. I am reading The Children by Edith Wharton. It was loaned to me so I feel the pressure to get it read and returned before the Book Police come looking for me. I can hardly wait to review it because it is stirring up so many strong emotions in me. It is essentially about a family with 7 children that are neglected by their parents. My Mama Bear fur is raised and I'm ready to pounce.
In a week my IRL book group meets to discuss Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing, which I am totally jazzed about. The movie with Emma Thomson is a lot of fun, even with the very green Keanu Reeves(not his best work). I also have Looking for Hamlet by Marvin W. Hunt on loan from the library. It's a non-fiction work that explores the hows and whys of Hamlet's personality and popularity. It looks very interesting.
May your week be full of many opportunities to read and relax.