I thought it was something peculiar to me. I thought I was abnormal.
Much of my reading time over the last decade and a half has been spent reading aloud to my children. Those children's bedtime rituals of supper, bath, stories, and sleep have been a staple of my life and some of the best, most special times I can remember.
I never felt any different from anyone else though.
The richest most meaningful stories are found in small places: made, carried, crafted, told, and retold by apparently unimportant people.