Don't worry - it's not quite as serious as it sounds.
Yesterday, I finished reading a book.
I suppose there should be some feeling of accomplishment. Finishing off a book is kind of a big deal. But when I've spent time reading a really good book, there is a certain sense of sadness. Something really good or beneficial or just plain fun has come to an end. And it's hard to say goodbye - even to a book. Do you know what I'm talking about?
For about the last 10 days I've been reading R.A. Dickey's "Wherever I Wind Up." Dickey is a 38 year old pitcher, currently playing for the Toronto Blue Jays. He has knocked around baseball for a long time. In his story he tells how he reinvented himself as a knuckle ball pitcher and through that finally found some success.
But Dickey shares so much more. "Transparent" is a word that comes to mind. He describes what it is like to grow up with an alcoholic mother and a distant father. He tells about the sexual abuse he endured as a young boy and what it was like to live with a secret that impacted every facet of his life.
When I read the last page of the book yesterday, I felt some sadness. I always feel this way when I've finished reading a good book.
Now I want to find another book to read I'm not sure what subject I'll tackle next? Theology? Fiction or non-fiction? Maybe a good biography? Something dealing with sports or entertainment?
All I know is that I'm ready to make a new friend.
