Finding My Way Back #2 – Between The Pages

When I wrote my previous blog post, Finding My Way Back, I hadn’t planned for it to become a series. However, I now feel that these reflections deserve to be a collection of musings as I navigate a new phase of life.

Moving to a new city, a new home, and a new routine has surely been exciting. But I realised that somewhere in the process of settling down in this new life, a part of me quietly took a step back.

There were days when I caught myself wondering why I felt low when everything was going great in life. I felt a little lost, a little heavy. And on contemplating, I realised that I missed my older self. I missed the little things that once made me come alive.

And then, I almost reluctantly picked up something that had always been my most comforting companion – a book. Picking up a novel after months felt like reconnecting with an old friend after ages. As the story progressed in the book, I felt the older version of me springing back to life. What I thought had slipped away was still there, waiting patiently for me. My joy knew no bounds when I finished a book in a couple of days, just like I used to.

Rekindling my reading habit has been nothing short of magical. The drastic shift in my mood is proof enough. It feels like a missing piece has been slipped back into place.

Change is constant, inevitable. But in the middle of it all, I now know that I have this safe space, my books, to turn to. And in returning to reading, I have found a way to reconnect with the version of myself that I once adored.

Here’s to simple little joys that remind us of who we are.

Until next time, stay blessed.

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