Gift From The Sea

This book is a mystery to me – literally. My daughter plucked it from the bookcase and handed it to me. Gift From The Sea? Where did this book come from? I asked my husband and he wasn’t sure either. Oh well. I’m a strong believer in fate.

So I cracked it open. I always like to open a book in the middle and read a page before I decide if I’m going to read the whole thing. I was intrigued, so I determined that this book will be the first of hopefully many that I’d read in 2019.

What I didn’t know was that this book was exactly what I needed to read. From a vacation to the sea into the pages of this book, Anne Morrow Lindbergh provided thought provoking messages about relationships, marriage, finding peace in solitude, and balancing obligations we may carry on our shoulders.

In this non-fiction quick read, Anne takes us to the ocean. Each chapter is named for a shell she has found on her walk along the shore. These shells are symbols for different obligations that the author is currently pondering.

It was a humbling reminder that we, as women, shouldn’t lose ourselves in the role we are meant to play. Women have come such a long way, much further than when this book was published back in 1955. Yet we still struggle in the role of “the woman.” A role often portrayed as the ultimate home maker.

I would bet that this book caused a little uproar when it was first published. I found it to either be ahead of it’s time or possibly just still so relevant in the obstacles that women face daily.

I wholeheartedly recommend this book to any woman who is trying to find or re-discover herself in the throes of her marriage, motherly duties, or general life. It’s easy to lose ourselves in the daily hustle, but it’s imperative that we remember who we are.

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