Well-Read Mom

The truth is: We need each other. We thrive in relationships. We are better together! In Well-Read Mom, we are resisting individualism by staying together in our reading, and together matters.

During the Year of the Teacher we have expanded our horizons of what it means to be a teacher. Nature as teacher, architecture as teacher, parents as teacher, silence as teacher. Each read has opened up a place in my soul and illuminated it in a way that would have otherwise not been possible.

Several years ago, I began reading Pinocchio aloud to my boys. We got as far as the first encounter with the fox and the cat before I decided I would read no further. To this day, it is the only family read-aloud I’ve ever abandoned.

One of the things that makes literature so valuable is how it can introduce us to perspectives and lives different from our own, and sometimes we can learn from writers in ways that perhaps they did not even intend.

Characters like Danny Saunders are searching for fulfillment, but there doesn’t seem to be enough space for them within the community.

It started how all the best things do—a friend asked me to join. Thank you Well-Read Mom for resurrecting my life of reading, for allowing me the space to discover new gifts within myself, and for giving me the opportunity to build up a community of outstanding women. My life has expanded beyond expectation. What a blessing that is.

Although not “American Literature” in the literal sense, Giants in the Earth has become a modern American classic.

There was another young participant at our recent Well-Read Mom meeting–significantly younger than the rest of us. Nestled in with his mom on a leather couch, he was a pretty silent witness to our conversation. Yet, he, like many babies before him, played an important role in our gathering.

What does it look like to yearn for eternity here on earth? C.S. Lewis tells us that “the present is the point at which time touches eternity”.