There is something about the new year that makes me want to reflect, ponder, and set goals that will be quickly forgotten (like the 3 days I got swept up in the life-changing magic of tidying up before acknowledging that for my family, tidy is an unrealistic goal). What am I doing with my life? How is my family doing? Why does my cat always look at me that way?
I was in this reflecting mindset a few weeks ago when I asked FB group members what parenting means to them, with the constraint that they boil it down to just 6 words (this seemed simpler than writing in haiku which was the alternative consideration).