I parked my car in its usual space at my apartment complex and made my way up to my place about two weeks ago. Going along the corridor as I always do, I came across the little lonely puzzle piece just lying on the ground. I assumed that someone else would pick it up and discard of it and not think of it again, but not this lady. I stopped in my tracks and stared at it oddly for a few seconds and got rather sad. Someone lost this piece. No one just throws away a piece of their puzzle. It saddened me to think that this person may not know that they had lost it and build their puzzle, only to find out right at the end that it would never be complete. I did not pick it up, I left it there, just in case this person retraced their steps to find it. it remained there for about a week, and I suspect someone threw it away during the last couple of days.
Because this is me, I obviously took it as a metaphor for lost love, the missing piece of the puzzle. Sometimes we lose little pieces of our puzzles and don't even realise this. We only come to this conclusion much later down the line. They lie and wait for us in the metaphorical corridors but we don't retrace our steps to find them, and then one day someone else picks up our piece, leaving our puzzles incomplete forever. Sure the puzzle can still be pretty without one piece and the big picture is still there and visible, but it'll always be less than perfect.
This little piece made me really sad and I thought about our lives and how everything we do is like a piece of our puzzles. This includes all aspects of our lives, not just our love lives. Everyone should be aware of the puzzles that they are building, the big pictures, and be sure not to let any of the pieces go missing or fall away. You never know when it is too late to retrace your steps to find that one lost piece.
Even when we're broken we can live complete and happy lives. We adjust our expectations and our dreams and we set new goals for ourselves. We learn to live with the gaping holes and the pain becomes a nagging dull one that we learn to live with. We carry on living happy lives. How much better and happier would our lives be if we did not have to live with the numbing pain, but have all the puzzle pieces and truly be happy?
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