The Gift of Reading

One of the most treasured Christmas moments this year was undoubtedly the half hour or so one evening when my teenager sat and read a Dr. Seuss book to me. I was reading in the living room and he settled in a nearby chair to read the Dr. Seuss book he had come across after cleaning out his bookshelves. He started to read to himself, but then something made him chuckle and in the next instant he was reading aloud to me and turning the book to show me the illustrations every now and then. It was a lovely interlude, bringing back memories of so many evenings when sharing a book together was the only way to end the day.