The Missing Piece

The Missing Piece by Tiffany Greenfield www.eleventhhourfiction.wordpress.com

Last summer I was having a conversation with a good friend of mine where he used the analogy of a puzzle for a person’s life. Explaining how the pieces represent others in our lives who make our “family” complete. I have carried this with me since our conversation and often think about the pieces who we know, the pieces that are intact, who the corner pieces are, there are a few pieces lost somewhere in the couch but might still be able to be retrieved and the unidentified pieces that we are yet to meet who just might be the one to make a certain area of the puzzle crystal clear. I think as we get get older, our puzzle size increases in ways we don’t even realize. As a child you might be a big wooden puzzle with 4 or 5 pieces but somewhere we become complex 1000 piece puzzles and we find all the interesting ways the pieces attach to one another. I love all the pieces in my puzzle.

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