That's a picture of a puzzle my husband and I started the week after Christmas. It has 1,000 pieces. Miraculously, we've managed to keep our one and two-year-olds from messing up the process and losing any pieces (at least, we hope we have!). We work on it at night when we're not too tired. Today I had a few moments so I re-engaged the puzzle. As I did, these thoughts emerged:
- Pieces rarely, if ever, fit where I think they will.
- If I can't find that missing piece, it's normally because I've categorized it into the wrong pile (I pile pieces according to puzzle sections before I begin).
- I always have to take a second look before I find the piece I'm looking for (and normally a third and fourth look).
- The longer I look, the more of the big picture I am able to see.
- It's easy for me to see the path to finishing a puzzle that's not meant for me - a two-year-old, "large piece" puzzle, for example. It's much harder when I'm dealing with a puzzle that fits into my life stage. I have to follow where the pieces lead, rather than directing them myself.