Puzzle Pieces of Life

Over time people have compared life to many things.  But personally, I think life is like a really large puzzle. As days pass and time goes on different pictures and patterns begin to emerge. It’s just like matching puzzle pieces by color as you work the puzzle. You grab all the orange colored pieces and start to put them together where they fit.

A different job. A new friend. Finding a new hobby or pastime. These all seem like random events in a life. They can appear to be totally unrelated. There is no visible connection to each other.

Nothing might be further from the truth. There may not seem to be any cords of connection between these at first. They seem to be just random sections from a really large picture with no pieces to connect them. The connections just may not be visible at first.

This year in my life I’m starting to sense connections between some of these seemingly random events in my life. I can’t see the full picture yet. Not even the full section where all of these events are tied together. Yet I have a gut feeling these are all falling into line just where they should be in this puzzle of life.

The theme for this particular section of the puzzle seems to be health. A couple years ago I befriended our community outreach nurse from work. Whitney has become a friend and an ally in my struggle for health and wellness. She has patience to deal with my stubbornness, and vision to see things that I am blind to.

Eva is the editor of a local paper and a friend I met just this year when she began to do a workshop for survivors of abuse. Her workshop was not limited to any particular type of abuse and as a surivivor of narcissistic / emotional abuse I knew it would be helpful for me. Eva has since become a good friend and ally as well.

I am a writer. I have been writing all my life. By burying myself inside of notebooks I escaped life as I knew it.  I wrote poetry and journals. I just wrote to release feelings of lonesomeness, despair, and unworthiness.

And this year I also have begun this blog. I have wanted to do a blog for a long time. A couple times I attempted to start one but I didn’t have the drive. I didn’t have the ambition or even the organization to put it all together. With the help of my friend Wes, a wonderful friend I met at work, I have this blog up and running with a place to put all the things my mind spews out through my fingers.

How are these connected? To be completely honest I can’t fully see all the connections yet. I just feel/sense/know that they are all in the same corner of the puzzle together. To put a little bit of connection for anyone who can see patterns it goes like this:
Whitney – friend – nurse -health (physical, mental, emotional)
Eva – friend, writer, empath – health (mental, emotional)
Blog – writing – health (mental)

Maybe to try to string these all together the connection is my mental health. And if there’s any hope at all of making sense out of the insanity in my head, maybe these three are the best I could ever ask for.

There are still more pieces to this puzzle. Even to this particular section of the puzzle. But things are beginning to look a little less fuzzy.

And who doesn’t love a good puzzle?