In her article there, "The Power and Wonder of Children's Books," Jen says something so profound that it stopped me and I re-read it again.
Books have repaid my affection time and time again.
That is such a true statement.
Books have ever been my friends They provided a way to think about my world, and were a gateway to many worlds. They formed the calling for my profession. My husband's love of books was one of the first things I liked about him when we met. This blog, my kidlitosphere community, the circle of brilliant librarians I know--they have all come from books.
Just as I have shared my passion for reading and books with my own children, I owe my love of books, no doubt, to my own mother who always had books for us and who always read to me and my siblings.
My dad often recalls the last lines of Strickland Gillilan's poem The Reading Mother:
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be --
I had a Mother who read to me.