The Reading Group

For many, many years, I have been a member of a wonderful reading group, composed of six friends: Helen, Janet, Kathy, Marcy, Martha and me. We meet several times a year to discuss books, mostly novels, mostly by women. We have read and discussed over 200 books in the group. Sometimes we meet in each others' homes, sometimes in cafes or restaurants, sharing food, wine, and coffee. We talk about the assigned book, as well as other books we are reading individually. The books we have read in the past provide context for the books we are reading now, allowing comparisons and connections. Often we relate the books to our lives as well. And yes, we talk about our lives. We have seen and talked each other through marriages, divorces, children, job changes, moves to new houses, loss of parents, and many other life events; throughout the years, we have congratulated, commiserated with, advised, and encouraged each other. This kind of continuity is rare, and we treasure it. Our ongoing conversation has been a constant through the years, weaving an ever-changing web of connections among us and the books we have read. The group's long history together is a joy, and I am very grateful for it.