He sits on the floor with all the pieces spread out before him, some still upside down where you cannot see the part of the picture they will eventually make.
I tell him he should do the outside border pieces first but he does not listen and just grabs the one that looks like it might go with the other one in his hand.
He tries to make them fit. He mushes his palm on top of them both very hard but the two pieces are not a match. He is not ready to give up on them though and tries again.
I watch him struggling a bit and then he finally gives in and moves on to the next piece, the one he thinks will fit instead.
I feel like all the puzzle pieces are not fitting quite right in my life right now. They are all there, in front of me, on the floor, with their ability to eventually go together. To come out in the end as a masterpiece.
The outside border is done, the groundwork is layed for the beginnings of filling it all in to make it right and good.
But right now, they sit jumbled, some upside down, some showing their beauty, just waiting for me to join them all together…
To make the masterpiece.
It’s part of life, it seems, that our puzzle pieces fit, then don’t, then we can’t even see what goes where, and we can’t see the big picture. Hugs, my friend.
I’ve found the best thing to do when you can’t see how the pieces fit is to take a step back, get a little perspective. Start with the border, your framework, and everything will fall into place. And if not? Find a friend that loves puzzles to help you out.
Beautiful. I think part of putting our own puzzle together is knowing what we want it to look like when we’re done. That final picture changes throughout our life though.
Great analogy. I think many of us feel like this at some point of another – like our puzzle pieces don’t quite fit the right way. Sometimes it is just a slight change to make the masterpiece and sometimes everything needs to be rearranged and turned upside down.
How introspective.
I’m sorry you feel like you can’t figure it all out right now. Does a lot of this have to do with not moving back “home”? I’m thinking of you.
It takes time but they will all come together.
Really good.
On days I expect a few pieces to fit…they don’t. No matter how hard I try. Then, when I throw my hands up, they all seem to fall into place.
Amazing.
Such a beautiful analogy.
You’ll get there, my friend.
That I know, for sure.
xo
Yep. Life is like that, isn’t it?
Great post!
Life is like a puzzle, isn’t it? Only sometimes I feel like the pieces are constantly changing or some pieces don’t fit at all anymore. The edges are always solid though.