Old Books Smell Like Time to Me

And their pages hold forgotten memories.

Image by C. Heath

Unpacking them the other day, excavating memories, and pondering truth

My childhood favorites. Images by C. Heath

Inside was my mother’s still-familiar writing.

So for the first time since I was a small girl, I read the book.

Images by C. Heath

How had my mother found this book?

When I was seven, I brought a classmate home.

My mother’s mental illness was never diagnosed or treated.

Nature and learning inspire me. People and writing make me happy. Follow me at: https://medium.com/@cindyheathwrites.

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