I just finished reading a beautiful book called "Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas" by James Patterson. It made me think very much of my two little boys, and just how much I love them. I hope that one day they will read this blog and that it will give them a slight glimpse of what their Mom was like.
I absolutely love to read. I was taught to read at an early age - before kindergarten. I fell in love with books then, and have been in love with them ever since. I love how you can delve into a book and be transported into another life and a different time. I love how a story you read can deeply affect you; can make you laugh or cry, can make you happy, sad, angry, or melancholic.
I am a voracious reader. And when I find a book that I really enjoy, I can barely stand to put it down. In fact, when I was a child I used to sneak books into the bathroom to read. I would sit in there reading for so long that my parents would come and check on me because they thought something was wrong. I would stay up way past my bedtime too, reading by the light of my night light. By the time I moved out of my parents house at the age of 18, I think I had read almost every fiction book that our small library had. Now I am fortunate enough to have technology on my side, so I can download all kinds of e-books and read them. At this point, I have well over a thousand e-books sitting on my computer, waiting to be read.
As I wrote above, I also love music. I'm not sure when I fell in love with music. My Dad had lot's of records and tapes, but we didn't really listen to a lot of music growing up. The music we did listen to wasn't really my style - old country and polka music (although I have come to appreciate some of the older country songs). Somewhere along the line, I realized that there was other types of music out there, and I wanted to hear them. I clearly remember the day that my Dad gave me my first tape deck with AM/FM radio on it. Oh, how I loved it! I spent hours and hours listening to music and taping my favourite songs from the radio onto cassette tapes. I would spend entire evenings with just my radio and my diary to keep me company. I loved how the music could move me....how certain songs would tell a story, and how other songs seemed to have a life all of their own. As a teenager, it was all about pop music. Backstreet Boys were my absolute favorite band for a large portion of my teenage years. N'Sync, the Moffatts, and Hanson were all close seconds. I know that probably makes me extremely uncool, but it is what it is. Now I listen to a variety of music. Pop, pop punk, rock, pop rock, country....I listen to whatever sounds good to me, and who ever sounds good to me. A peek at my Ipod playlist right now would reveal everything from Nickelback to Tanya Tucker. Music just....affects me, and I love that music has the ability to do that. I marvel at how certain songs can make me cry for no other reason then a beautiful melody and touching lyrics.
Well, I have shared two of my favourite things. Feel free to share two of yours. I only hope that I can instill my love for music and books into my two boys. Especially my love for books. I feel that people don't read enough.....or at least not the people I know. No one in my family reads much. On my husband's side of the family, his mother and brother read a lot, which is definitely nice (because I can borrow their books!) I feel like, in a lot of ways, reading is become a dying art - something people don't do and don't appreciate. But I hope that my children do learn to love it and appreciate it, because books offer an experience unlike any other.
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