In the past year, I have engaged in a number of professional book clubs/studies. It has helped me spend more time learning in my day to day life. Then about two months ago my friend, Nell asked me if I would be interested in getting a few women together for a rotating book club. I thought this would be a great idea. I don’t make enough time to read or hang out with friends.
This past Sunday we had our first gathering. It was a great afternoon with women from different backgrounds. Some of us were connected and others were meeting for the first time. The afternoon was filled with discussion about the book as well as learning more about one another.
As I look back on the afternoon I wonder if book clubs are the bridge clubs of our parents. When I was a child my mother would host her bridge club a few times a year. She would set the house up with multiple card tables, get out the crystal and put butter mints in little crystal dishes. It was her time to spend with the ladies. We, the children, weren’t allowed in the main area of the house when Bridge Club was around.
No, we don’t get the crystal or the butter mints today. Heck, we might not even meet in our homes but it’s our time to share, laugh, and learn.
Have you ever been a part of a book club? What was your experience like?