pieces don't fit together

Life’s puzzle is a long game …

Today I love life’s gentle flow from one end to the other. I love that even when big, dramatic, traumatic things happen life just keeps flowing on until it doesn’t anymore. I love that we all get to go from the beginning of our lives to the end of our lives and that we get to make the best of it within the circumstances provided. I love that life often seems like a puzzle and the persistent ones among us often figure out the tricks that make the puzzle less puzzling. I love that there are almost always pieces of the puzzle that are missing and pieces that don’t belong (who packaged this thing up, eh?) but in the end the extra pieces are just extra pieces and the missing ones are where we see what we’re looking for as we go along. I love that many people revel in the process of the puzzle, go you, you got this. I love the people who claim that they don’t have it together while they demonstrate that every day they put it together in new and better ways. I love life’s gentle, puzzling flow.

Today I love that this is Friday once again. How do these days keep coming around so quickly. I love how much fun Fridays always seem to be. I love that it is open mic day and curling day and that I have at least two posts to write today. I love that we had a few days of mild weather and that so much snow melted. I love that we’re all into winter driving now so with just a little luck and attention our return to winter weather shouldn’t be too dangerous for us.

Today I love being just a little bit sleepy, feeling good about sitting in my big old recliner, doing my work at a steady but comfortable pace. I love that I have a kitchen to clean because that always means good food has been prepared. I love that I got the vacuuming done and that’s another thing off the list of preparations for this weekend and the coming adventures. I love that I got new walking shoes that are black enough and nice enough looking that I’m pretty sure I could wear them to weddings and funerals. I love how good they felt and that I walked over five kilometers in them in under an hour the first time I wore them. I love that they are coming with me on my next big adventure.

Today I love drinking coffee while I ponder missing pieces and extra pieces and the determination and skill of some of life’s better puzzlers.