I skip meals, stretch my bladder, scrimp on sleep. But when I don't even take time to amen my own prayers, I know I'm in trouble.
When I feel busy, I remind myself that these boys are busy too. And I don't want to miss this. I don't want to miss the way they are breathtaking, even in their ordinary-ness, or the
way they're both growing right up to meet the midsummer sun.