Some of the greatest gifts I have ever received have been books. I love to get lost in the stories among their pages, I love how their pages feel in my hands, and I love having them around me. I always tell my kids that when they grow up and move out, one of their rooms is going to become my new walk-in closet and another room is going to be my own personal library.
I’ve already designed it in my mind. It will have big cushy chairs and ottomans, little lamps sprinkled throughout, and shelves and shelves of books, from floor to ceiling. I’ll also move my vintage roll top desk that my husband bought me for my birthday into the room so that I can write to my heart’s content, surrounded by my works of inspiration.