I have decided to give away my books -- my precious ones. Before I got married, my books were my best friends. I could just stay inside my room and snuggle up in bed with one of my books and the whole world could just pass by. Giving them away never occurred to me that time. In fact, I kept accumulating them even though I didn't have much time to read them. When I got married, and moved in to a new apartment, I brought them along of course (much to my minimalist husband's annoyance). We put them in a balikbayan box and placed it in a corner, where I have almost forgotten about it.
I blame it on the heavy downpour. If not for it and our dilapidated ceiling, the box wouldn't have gotten wet, and my husband wouldn't have removed the books so they wouldn't entirely get wet and smell. This happened about 2 weeks after I had the baby. The books were stacked in our room because we didn't have a place to put them. When I realized that it was completely unhygienic for the books to stay there because they've started to gather dust, I knew they all had to go somehow.
But parting with your books is like breaking up with your lover. You mull over it for sometime and then you just DO it because you know that it's good for you, you deal with the heartbreak, then (the best part) you just move on.
The books shouldn't just go to anyone, though. I'll feel relieved knowing that my 'best friends' will go to people whom I know will take care of them. Posting the books pictures in FB was a good idea. I decided not to sell them because it's my way of paying back for the good things that I have received, so far. Just a few seconds after I posted the books in an album "Pre-loved Books for Free," many of my good friends sent me a message that they'd would like to have this and that book. I am happy knowing that the books will be in good hands somehow.
You feel a melancholy every time you part ways with a loved one. That's how it has been for me every time I hand over a book to its new owner. This may sound like I have a post-partum depression (I don't), but I felt quite sad when people showed their interest to have my books. When they came over to get the book, however, there was a part of me that was relieved and happy that the book will finally say goodbye to me.
I could have chosen to keep my books, but with the baby around, I know that I don't have much time for reading anyway. Besides, I have been a bookworm for so long that I think it's time to meet real people instead of just meeting the imaginary ones in a book. Without the books around, perhaps I could give more time to my relationships and improve them, too. Also, I now have a husband a baby to snuggle up with in bed - and the books, well, they can just say goodbye.
It's high time that someone else read you, too.
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