like everything is a blur.
That the time I spend with my kids
contains isolated moments of near-clarity
but mostly it's all just a blur.
And I'm worried that one day
the blurs
will be all that I can remember.
So I'm trying hard
to find a moment or two of stillness
in each day
so that in 20 years when I look back
I'll be able to remember their faces, these skies, these times
a little more clearly.
