15 Marbles

I have been asked this question often – almost every time I share the link to my blog.

Some have wondered if it has something to do with how unhinged I can be – you know, the number of marbles I may have lost – while others have wondered if it has something to do with a secret hobby I may have.

Sorry to disappoint both sides, but it literally came from a place of permanence.

Or maybe, my desire for permanence.

At one point, I even called myself – and my blog – The Gypsy Mumma because that’s how frequently we moved : first as a child with my parents and later with my husband.

For work. 🙄 Nothing overly exciting, in case you were curious.

I had moved my blog URL nearly as many times as I had moved myself from place to place. So when life finally felt a little more settled, I wanted the blog to have a permanent home too.

And 15 Marbles became it.

I moved all my old posts there, much like I had carried little souvenirs collected along the way from one home to another.

Whether anything in life is ever truly permanent remains to be seen.

But the name stayed.

And over time, the more I read my posts – both old and new – the more I realise that the name has taken on its own meaning.

This blog has become a holding space for my thoughts, recipes, stories and memories.

Sort of like a memory jar.

I keep bringing little marbles back to it – no matter how big or small, special or mundane.

Precious to me regardless.

I share my thoughts here mostly unfiltered. It’s probably the one place where I let that mental filter drop almost completely.

I do that to keep my voice true, and in the hope that when you – and eventually my girls – read these posts, you’ll recognise my voice in them.

Maybe you’ll relate.

Maybe you’ll feel heard too.

Or maybe you’ll simply know me a little better.

So there you go.

Now you know why 15 Marbles.

Well… sort of. 😉

What would you name your blog, journal or memoir if you had to choose today?