In today’s blog I’m going to talk about my love of Reading. The simple joy of reading about people, places, events and being able to put yourself in the characters shoe’s and live through different eyes. For as long as I can remember I have always had books next to my bed that I’m working my way through. I devour them so hungry for their words.
My love of reading has always been there I related as a child and even now to Roald Dahl’s Matilda in that regard where she was always reading and learning. I was a child that was bullied allot so reading was not just my passion it was my escape. I could open a book and be transported to a different place. I was forever grateful for my mum taking me to the library every week so I could continue reading all different genres and topics.
I hope my daughter inherits my love of reading. From the day she was born I have read her stories everyday. Now she is 3 and I read her books every night until she’s ready to fall asleep. Her face lights up when I surprise her with new books and her book shelves are filling up. I love watching her flick through a book and babble her own little stories as she goes. It makes my soul happy sharing this love with her.
I find reading has been very important to who I have become as a person. It’s stemmed my creativity and my own passion for writing. When I get a block I read, when I need inspiration I read, when I need time out I read, When I want to learn something new I read, when I want to bond with my daughter I read to her. Books can bring you new knowledge, make you laugh or even bring people together. Sitting in my office today I had started writing another blog topic and realized that all I wanted to do was get back to my latest release I got and decided why not write about something I love. So I will leave you with this, think about how important reading is to us all and then think about the last time you enjoyed a good book and grab a new one and enjoy every minute of it.
Time for me to get back to my book