i know you see it, but can you hear it?

Listening to: Expression by Helen Jane Long

Quote love: "Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Leisel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain." -The Book Thief 

A lot of people take reading for granted. Really.

For a year before I learned to read, my four year old self envied the people who could. I felt like I had been shut out of something important. Something silent. Something unimaginably fun. Something that could take me away.

I looked around and saw these pictures. But they weren’t full portraits. They were pictures that had been dismantled and stitched into little symbols we call letters. These writhing, knotted symbols marched across paper, telling stories which I didn't know how to see.

And slowly I learned how to take the pieces of those broken pictures and put them back together again. After a while, I learned to make my own puzzle out of them. 

Words are wonderful.

Don’t you forget it.

Okay?

xoxo,                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Suzanne