I read an adult book, attended an adult book club tonight and engaged in some stimulating conversation. I specify adult because for the last year or so, I have only been to my daughter’s book club. I read regularly, books for 3rd to 9th graders, although I am sometimes able to squeeze an adult book in too.
What I found fascinating about this book club was how many people attended. There were about 15 people, 14 women and 1 man. The sole male there, fighting for his opportunity to speak and be heard, was shocked at the majority opinions of the women in the group, which were the complete opposite of his opinion. He was in a tough position, considering that the men did not fare well in the book (The Husband’s Secret by Liane Moriarty). I appreciated his presence and his discussion. I do believe his moral compass was a little higher than the average male, but I might be stereotyping there. Most of the women in the room, one excluded, had very little concern for the wife’s actions, even before they knew what the letter contained in the book.
I forget, as I am sure most of you do, to indulge your own mind. I love learning and re-learning with my daughter as I homeschool, but sometime maybe a little adult brain indulgence is good too. I am amazed at how much I learn on a daily basis now with my daughter, but sometimes just having enjoyable conversation is well worth the break.
I am not one of those moms who feels they need a break and I still don’t, but I do have to say it was nice getting out, meeting new people and having an intellectual discussion about a book.