As I look back over my own life, I see that at every level I love words. I love them. I adore them. I treasure them. And, I share them. And, part of the reason I do—maybe the most significant reason that I do—is because I love those who first offered me those words and all of the ideas and beauty connected to each.
Bradley Birzer’s reflections on his love for words are great encouragement for reading mothers seeking to pass the love to the next generation. Enjoy this article from the Imaginative Conservative and be inspired!
As far back as I can remember, my mother always had new books to offer me. When I was just starting to read, she gave me Dr. Seuss and Richard Scary books. These were my favorites…. Continue reading