Colorful Puzzle

In my mind are the pieces of a multi-dimensional puzzle. Some are two sided. Some are 3-D. Many are feathery, filmy translucent, so light, so free, you can almost see right through them. Each is a bit, a moment of my life, a word, a thought, a look, a touch, a feeling shared with a friend. Time was when I was alive inside each of them. Time was when I knew them well-enough to describe each in detail.

Now they float just beyond my reach in my almost consciousness, like so many pieces of a puzzle waiting for me to put them back together. Every now and then one will show itself and I'll try to fit it back into the bigger picture. Sometimes I can. Sometimes I cannot. It doesn't matter.

What matters is that they sit gently on my mind without sadness, touched with shades of joy, peace, occasional longing, and an abounding sense of love.

The grays and browns of my life fade into the past. What has stayed with me is the colorful puzzle.

I'm a lucky girl.