I seem to remember as a child, my maternal grandparents loved puzzles. I don’t really remember if it was one of them more than the other but from what I can remember there was a puzzle on their dining room table all the time. As a child, I didn’t really care for puzzles as much as they did. They seemed hard and time consuming with little gratification. Just like everything else, with time, my view on them is different.
As an adult now I get it. They are a lot more gratifying than I remember. They are time consuming and hard if you choose the right one. But the finished project can be beautiful, well put together and majestic. Finding every right piece and putting it in place. Finally putting that one last piece in and sitting back in satisfaction. You did it.
Lately Jackson has been asking to hold hands. Whether it be in the car, laying in bed, watching a movie, or just because. When I grab his hand, it fits in my hand just like that perfect puzzle piece. His little fingers wrapped around mine still takes my breath away. I never thought I would experience that touch, that feeling, that mom instinct. It took almost six years to find that one last missing piece of the puzzle and it is the most precious feeling.
That puzzle piece came into our lives like a wrecking ball. I don’t mean that in a bad way, I mean it in 100% love. He changed everything about our family, not only our little family of three, but our immediate families and our extended families. He was exactly the piece we were missing. To think, God had this planned long before we did, will never cease to amaze me. Thank you God for creating that missing piece and putting our puzzle together. Finally!
I can finally sit back and view the puzzle as completed. The really cool thing about our puzzle though, ours is ever-changing. The pieces are all the same shape and always fit together, we just don’t know what they always look like. Sometimes our puzzle is messy. Sometimes our puzzle is out of whack. Sometimes our puzzle pieces fall on the ground. And sometimes we may seem as if we have it together. Lucky for us, our puzzle only has three pieces. Three strong-willed, determined, happy puzzle pieces.
Our puzzle finally is put together and the end result; grateful, beautiful, well put together and majestic. Well—most of the time!
Are y’all a fan of puzzles?