I’ve been writing since the first little stories I did in crayon of just  few words per page. It has always been a way to share who I am.
Seeing  my first book in print and holding it in my hands for the first time  was a dream fulfilled.  Having a part of my life available to the  reading public helped me to know that it would be shared as another part  of the human experience, and that was almost as wonderful as having a  child to carry on my name and values.  It made me feel more connected to  the rest of the world than anything before.
The lives of others  were changed in reading my book by their being reminded of their own  childhoods as dormant memories came back to bring joy, tears, and  laughter through scenes and characters from their own pasts.  There are  things from childhood that we all carry into adulthood.  Being young,  naive, and full of awe for a while is something we all share, whether or  not we’re aware of it.  We are all related by virtue of being human, so  we appreciate more the scope of writing and the fact that love, hate,  jealousy, fear, wonder, and hope have not changed so very much over the  past 5000 years, any more than the human face has changed in that time.   We continue to learn from each other.
Almost everyone knows the  amazing story of Helen Keller, who as an infant was rendered completely  and permanently blind and deaf by an awful fever.  Anyone who cannot  read is imprisoned in a similar dark silence, horribly limited in his or  her communication with the world.  Books provide passageways of light  that connect us through all of human history. Helen’s teacher Annie  Sullivan released her from the prison of her affliction by giving her  the gift of language and teaching her the skill of reading. By reading,  we find other voices that help us discover our own voices in a world  where we are bombarded daily by other media telling us what is  beautiful, what is not, what to buy, what to think, and who to be.   Reading gives us a wider view and helps us to find our way a little  better through what the poet Rupert Brooke called, “...the pain, the  calm, and the astonishment, desire, illimitable.”  Reading is the key to  every door that might otherwise remain locked or even undiscovered.   The benefits of reading are without limits.