Let me post a tribute to my mother, kind of tying to a thread just above. My mom had been a teacher and she taught me to read. A-B-Cs then phonics then flash cards. Dick and Jane then wonderful golden books.
I was far ahead in reading when entering the first grade and I love reading. I owe my love of reading and what success I’ve had in life to my mom’s early teaching. Thanks for the opportunity to think back to this foundation.
I appreciate your post. Some of my greatest inspiration throughout my life has come from my Grandmother, who largely raised me: her valorous life, her principles, her love; and my Father, and his principles and appreciation of and love for others.
Remembering back to our good roots, and what we learned from them, always strengthens us.
-JT
That’s a very sweet tribute to your mother. She gave you the world through the gift of reading. Not to mention, it is a very special time spent truly together. It is an experience we never forget as evidenced by your writing.
I hope my son writes similar words about me someday. :)
You jogged a memory with the golden books. Now I am going to have to dig through some boxes. LOL