Why I Read
If you know me, or Big and Little, at all you know we are a family of readers. I love to read. And I read a lot. As in, so far this year I have read 90 books, and I have 5 in progress. Granted some of these are reading for grad school, but, still, I read a lot. So why? Why do I read? Sometimes I read to escape. I love books that remove me from my life and immerse me in someone else's life, even if that person isn't real, but fictional. When my life is too much and all the things are overwhelming me and I can not even cope anymore, I read. I remember this coping mechanism being so important my freshman year of high school. So much was going on in my family life that I couldn't control and I was barely hanging on. I would finish my work I class and pull out a book and escape. Even now, when work, and life, and being mom and wife, and school and all the things are too much, I can open a book and be absorbed in someone else...