May 10, 2013 – Beginnings, middles, and ends.
Sometimes they are orderly, and sometimes they aren’t.
Sometimes we read stories in books.
Sometimes we listen to stories.
Sometimes we live stories.
Sometimes we make stories up.
I used to read stories much more than I do now. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I have become busier. Maybe it’s because I just don’t make time for leisure as much these days. Or maybe it’s just because I really need to go and get proper glasses.
My Mom loved to read. She sent me books, and when she visited she …