When I was a young kid, my grandmother, my father’s mother, wrote me beautiful, long letters.
When they would arrive, my mom or my older brother would read them to me as I was two and three years old at the time.
Looking back, I think that was one of many reasons I was impatient to read everything on my own. :)
Then I wrote my first short book 📖 at four years old.
I look forward now to this journey with my own child. ❤️ ✨
With such a fabulous beginning, the parents I had, and their parents and my mom’s family with their deep knowledge, gentle teaching and constant literary discussions,
how could I not be an author ✍️ today?
Kisses 💋
Here’s a letter Albert Einstein wrote to his son, Hans. 😊
