My mother’s library was the following:
- Nursing dictionary
- Julia Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking
- and a tabletop book she brought back from the Soviet Union
She wasn’t much of a reader. My dad on the other hand read constantly, and had a huge library but I owe my love of reading and writing to my mom. She was the one who realized I couldn’t read in the second grade and got me a tutor. She was the one who bought me Scholastic books, she was the one who gave me a few extra dollars to go get Hardy Boy books or the latest Spider-man comic book.
I don’t want to imagine a world where I couldn’t read. Reading brings immense joy into my life. So, today on her birthday I say, “Thanks Mom!”