So I know I’ve been gone a while. I can’t say I was too busy or preoccupied. I felt like I didn’t have anything particularly interesting to say about my life with ADHD. I felt like I would be cheating you out of the purpose of this blog if I didn’t include some sort of struggle or triumph. But alas, I feel like I can now look back and share with you all the little things that have added up.
First, I read a blog earlier this year about making a reading list of books read. I chose to try it out myself. So far, I’ve read several books, including 3 1/2 of A Song of Ice and Fire books, The Hunger Games trilogy and The Hobbit to name a few. I even proofread a book for an author friend of mine.
Finally, let’s address the title of this blog. Since I’ve been reading so much, as I mentioned before, I’ve found that I can imagine and create and play in my mind much better than before. It’s so refreshing to know that I still got it. 😛
My wife and I have also been reading to my daughter to get her ready for school next year. We read about 30 children’s books a week. Sometimes more, sometimes less. Some of them are from our childhood. They brought back memories and have made us think, “This book is crazy! Why did they let kids read this!?” more than once.
Although my books and my daughter’s books have little in common, other than they have words and pages, I have come to realize something. To a kid, the pictures in books are wonderful. They bring the words to life and help them understand what’s going on, even if they don’t know all the meanings. But in my books, there are no pictures. They look so boring and monotonous. Yet, with each passing word, a new life begins to form. Whole worlds are created and destroyed. Lives are saved and lost. I’m forced to make the black-on-white monotony become real.
I started to become a standard human, one of those simple letters slowly marching along the pages of life—then I read a book. The letters of my life began to move a little, then dance, then fly! My life began to take off again as I started to imagine once more. That’s what makes novels so amazing. That’s why we have to keep our kids reading, no matter what age they are.
We can’t live without dreaming. We can’t dream without imagining.
Pick up a book and bring your pages to life!