Life is a puzzle that we ourselves create. We are all constantly looking for parts. We are constantly re-listing pieces.
We find some, lose others, others are worn out and most of them we have no idea what they look like.
We do not know how many are there.
We do not know their sizes.
We do not know the final picture.
The final result.
We only have a small idea, a small road map, to guide us through this game called life.
If you get one part wrong, the end gets further away. And we go back a few steps.
The interesting thing about a jigsaw puzzle is that it can have multiple images. All seemingly correct. But some of them are temporary, they decompose after a certain period. All those obstacles and falls were only meant to prepare you. So once you practice and go through several techniques, you will already know which parts to throw out and which to patch, so they don't move.
Like any game, each step takes you to a different place.
If it is a correct step, you climb up the stairs, and the stairs you have already passed disappear.
If the step is wrong, it takes you back to the beginning to climb the stairs again. But this time you will make changes.
If you make a mistake one more time, you will go back again. And every time you will go back to the step where you made the mistake in order to correct it.
It is of utmost importance and necessity. Don't look who is standing at the top of the stairs.
Look who is holding your hand in all these storms.
Who calms all your anxieties.
Who gave you a rope to hang on to?
From this life-altering tornado, who seeks salvation with you?
At the end of the day, we all want only one thing
To climb the stairs of life.
To pass all levels of the game.
To find all the puzzle pieces.
May the puzzle be complete and our souls full. And next to us, our “for better or for worse”.
Disclaimer:
The stories are seasoned with a lot of drama, and the characters are fictional because the drama starts when logic ends. ☺
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