When I read to you before bedtime, you often fall asleep in my arms. And instead of just putting you to bed right away, I continue our cuddle time and I quietly put your story book aside - and pick up a “grown-up” book; often they are business books or non-fiction books as I love reading of other people who dare to dream big (and follow through with their ideas, letting nothing stop them) … I have bought many books, eager to read them and ready to learn from them, but over the last year or so I found myself always was too busy to actually get started. Yes, I know that sounds ironic – life before you wasn’t nearly as busy as it is now, yet now I find much more time to read than I did before you were born. Let me rephrase that… now I make a choice that I want to read and I therefore I make the time to do so.You are teaching me that reading is an important part of my life. I used to love to read book after book (and I remember when I was a kid, I often would read long past my bedtime because I got so captivated by the stories), but then someday, quietly, life being life happened and got in the way, and I drifted away from spending hours at a time devouring books. By reading to you, you have rekindled my love for reading and I hope I get to pass this passion on to you and we get to share many moments reading together.
