Reading for pleasure?

I have finally finished my first book of the summer. Since I am not very well read in certain regards, I normally read the books my mother highly recommends (or whatever is lying around the house). It is so odd to actually have time to just sit and read. I think now that the shock of being a graduate has worn off, I am left with this revelation that I can actually read books that I like now!
This most recent read, "Three Weeks with My Brother" by Nicholas Sparks was actually quite enjoyable. The book is a memoir of a trip he took with his brother around the world, along with a recount of his experiences growing up. I was actually surprised by a lot of the book; you wouldn't think an author that most read in order to have "a good cry" would have such a colorful past. He's had his share of mountains and valleys in his life and has somehow managed to remain grounded and hopeful. This book served to remind me that everyone has their share of struggles, no matter how well life seems to be treating them. It also reminded me that, even though there will be those times that are sad and a challenge to get through, God is still there. I believe he is.
There's a lot about this book that I could get into, but I will refrain. I will just say that it was a good transition back into reading for me (and not for some random class).