In Fit Into Me: A Novel: A Memoir, I write about my postconcussion vision deficiencies and my difficulties sustaining concentration, and about how I turned to picture books for comfort because the words on the page were few and they were large. Illustrations were soothing, too, because they returned me to my childhood, to a time when learning to read and leaning on images for help wasn’t something to be ashamed of but something to celebrate (later in childhood, often with a personal pan pizza from Pizza Hut). Most of all, like all comforting books, these five picture books helped me to escape my troubles while at the same time helping me to process them.
Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown