Sometimes we forget how significant a thing it is to be able to read.  And then we are reminded and we fondly recall all those who invested in us, teaching us.

Sometimes as authors, we forget how significant a thing it is to tell stories.  And then we are reminded of the difference made to someone in the reading of them and it renews our investment.

Reading is such a wonderful gift, isn’t it?

I’m grateful.

That’s what’s on my mind this morning.

Blessings,

Vicki

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