Sometimes I find it difficult to do all of the things I want to do. Scratch that. Most of the time, I find it difficult to do the things I want and need to do. I have a dozen projects I want to start (and finish), the laundry is half done, the kids need to do school, food needs to be made, and I’d honestly like a quiet moment to read. Or write. Or maybe play some guitar.

But, we don’t always get what we want. So on afternoons like today, when I ran out of time to make pita the weekend before, and all three kids are asleep at the same time, I bake and read. And honestly, it’s nice. I’m getting something done and I’m reading something funny. I’m not listening to the news telling the same old stories. I’m reading new ones. And I get a delicious snack along the way.

Don’t get me wrong; that other stuff will need to get done as well. In fact, while I was waiting for the pita to rise, I made a quick trip out to the mailbox to send out a bunch of letters. The dishes behind me are calling my name as I write this. And honestly, I only have about an hour left til the kids wake up (if that).

But you rarely find time, and it seldom finds you. So most of the time, you have to make it where it’s at, which is usually between one thing and the next. And between rolling, flipping, and eating pita, I’m reading and writing. These two little things remind me that in the midst of my typical, chaotic multitasking, I have some control over how my time is spent. Then, when the kids wake up, I can spend more of my time with or watching them. And in this rhythm of life, I find joy.

Blessings to you and yours,

~Madelyn Rose Craig