Lately, I feel like a puzzle you might find at a garage sale. It’s a beautiful scene, but when you go to put the puzzle together, there are pieces missing here and there that were lost over the years. The missing pieces leave holes throughout the puzzle and leave the scene incomplete.
I’m not complete right now. I don’t know exactly what is missing, but I can feel it. Since I don’t know what’s missing, I don’t have a way to fix it. So, I’m kind of lost on what to do. I’ve lost some pieces over the past five years and lately I’ve lost more after finding other ones. I fear that I won’t be complete again and I’ll be a hole-filled person for a while.
I want to find them. I just don’t know how yet.