I enjoyed reading this, Nospheratt. It brought back memories of my childhood and the lazy walks I used to take along the quiet tree-lined streets in the neighborhood where I grew up. It also reminded me about my love for books. From an early age I'd spend hours on end in my bedroom reading all kinds of books. They were my refuge, my safe place. They still are.
If I may, I'd like to recommebd a good summer read: My recently published LGBTQ historical novel, "Devin's Dreams". You can read the first 3 chapters in my substack and the rest on Amazon.
This is such a great reminder to look for places of joy and actively engage with them, and you were thoughtful enough to give me the tools to make it happen!
My joy this week has meant carving out time at the end of almost every day to read with my younger son. We used to read stories every night, but as the kids got older they opted to read to themselves. And then they read to the dog. Now they're slowly coming back to read with me, but this time as partners in the story, me reading one chapter, them reading the next. And how this brilliant 8-year-old has grown! There's no hesitation in his voice at the complex words, he pauses in just the right places, corrects himself, uses great voices for the characters. Listening to a child read to me, the adult, is a type of joy I didn't expect, and now I cannot get enough!
I’m glad you liked it <3 That’s kinda my whole thing: giving people tools to do the things I know how to do, be it dealing with anxiety, managing a blog or looking for joy. 😊
Oh I love this. They read to the dog, that is SO CUTE 😊 All of this is sooo cute and filled with joy, I am giggling and kicking my feet. Reading as partners! Listening to him sounds freaking amazing, I can only imagine how great this has been for you both!! Thank you for sharing this, it made my heart happy 💜💙💚💛🧡❤️
I enjoyed reading this, Nospheratt. It brought back memories of my childhood and the lazy walks I used to take along the quiet tree-lined streets in the neighborhood where I grew up. It also reminded me about my love for books. From an early age I'd spend hours on end in my bedroom reading all kinds of books. They were my refuge, my safe place. They still are.
Oh books. One of the biggest wonders there are. They've been my companions my whole life, and I still miss some that were lost to time.
Refuge and safe place, just like you say. <3
If I may, I'd like to recommebd a good summer read: My recently published LGBTQ historical novel, "Devin's Dreams". You can read the first 3 chapters in my substack and the rest on Amazon.
I'll check it out! <3
This is such a great reminder to look for places of joy and actively engage with them, and you were thoughtful enough to give me the tools to make it happen!
My joy this week has meant carving out time at the end of almost every day to read with my younger son. We used to read stories every night, but as the kids got older they opted to read to themselves. And then they read to the dog. Now they're slowly coming back to read with me, but this time as partners in the story, me reading one chapter, them reading the next. And how this brilliant 8-year-old has grown! There's no hesitation in his voice at the complex words, he pauses in just the right places, corrects himself, uses great voices for the characters. Listening to a child read to me, the adult, is a type of joy I didn't expect, and now I cannot get enough!
I’m glad you liked it <3 That’s kinda my whole thing: giving people tools to do the things I know how to do, be it dealing with anxiety, managing a blog or looking for joy. 😊
Oh I love this. They read to the dog, that is SO CUTE 😊 All of this is sooo cute and filled with joy, I am giggling and kicking my feet. Reading as partners! Listening to him sounds freaking amazing, I can only imagine how great this has been for you both!! Thank you for sharing this, it made my heart happy 💜💙💚💛🧡❤️