For 2015, I'm attempting a little series here on the blog called 52. The idea boils down to this: 52 weeks in a year, 52 short paragraphs capturing my reflections on life in this crazy busy season with small children under my feet, on my hip, calling my name constantly.
Most days, I barely have time to wash my dishes and fold my laundry, let alone pause for reflection. But the weeks keep flying by, and I know this will all be over soon. They will grow up, move on, need me less.
Then, I will have time for more writing, longer writing, but for now, I will write the little snatches of life I can manage. Once a week, one paragraph.