For years I vowed I would NEVER get rid of any of my books. My library had reached 4,000 volumes and I valued my books above any other possession.
But circumstances change. We had to downsize. We've sold our home and will close the deal on our "other" place in three weeks. It is much smaller and, consequently, books had to go. Ouch! This has been a painful realization.
For the last three Saturdays we have held a garage sale at my mother's home. The proceeds are going towards the Missions Trip to Belize that eight young people from our church are planning for late August. Our granddaughter Victoria is one of them. I went through my library several times, culling volumes from it that I
convinced myself I could live without.
We had several tables filled with books at the garage sale and sold hundreds of them. I estimate that I took at least 1,200 volumes to the sale. We raised over $2,000.00 for the missions trip but I'm grieving the loss of much of my library. Most of my books are at my Peterborough office now and I'm determined that none of them will succumb to our downsizing.
Each time a delighted customer walked away with dozens of "my" books, paying only a pittance for them, I cried inwardly.
Life goes on though and perhaps we will own a home before I die with a huge library with floor to ceiling oak bookshelves.
Dream on David!