Summer Reading

Did I mention that our youngest son and I are visiting our older son? We are. That’s another story for another day and if I delve into that right now I may just begin boohooing on this beach right now. Not of sadness but joy, gratefulness and praise. So let’s not do that as I just can’t take that emotional toil right now.

Let’s focus on summer. I love to read. Which is interesting because although I started school early and thus learned to read early (my first book to read was Pug) it was a struggle. I remember many tears shed as my mother was working with me on phonetics. Which by the way - no 4 year old even knows what phonetics are. 😩 Bless my mom’s frustrated heart! Looking back on it now I know I wore her out! Sorry mom! But the fruits of her labor more than paid off! When my parents’ friends came over I would show off my reading skills and read to them. They must have been bored out of their minds- but they always oohed and ahhed. I loved the attention and seeing my mom smile as I read. She took me to the library often and that was a practice that continued even after my parents divorced and my mom moved to Texas from Louisiana. I could never have enough books. College found me still reading for leisure and as a young married woman, I joined a book subscription service to feed my healthy addiction.

And then life: kids, career, schedules, sports, etc. All this grown up stuff was cramping my literary style! Life has mellowed a bit - or perhaps I’ve learned to manage my time better and take some time out for “me”. I don’t read as often as I like - but I can still devour a good sized novel in a weekend.

With my profession, reading is a good way to continue to stretch my mind. This little gem here was given to me by my current superintendent. During the school year I must confess I have only had moments to skim it. But now that I have the time, this beach, this cabana, and this delicious ice-cold lemonade I’m all in! What’s rewarding is that although I only skimmed the book while school was in, I can recall specific events from the year where principles from this book were applied. YES! Here’s to getting this baby finished before I return to Texas.