Silence

Tonight for the first time there is silence.

Usually I read to her, or she reads to me - out loud.

But tonight she's started reading to herself, in her head.

I'm so happy, and so sad. I eat books. She eats books. I think stories are at the heart of everything good and true. I have loved sharing that with her, out-loud. But now, at least at times like this, I suppose I'll have to let her go on the adventures on her own.

Bittersweet.