"Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story." -John Barth
Hello, Piece.
I told my friends about you today. I finally shared your story with them. I feel it would be appropriate to tell you how I arrived at that conclusion though. Here's the story I've told them, Piece. Here is what they know.
"When I was younger, my family was gifted two Shel Silverstein books, The Missing Piece and The Missing Piece Meets the Big O. Up until tonight, I couldn't remember much about either book except for the fact that I liked them as a kid, but for the honors floor poetry night, I looked them up. Now, quite possibly, I love them even more than I did before." And then, I did it. I wrote down the whole story.
With my blog titled as it is, how is it that I failed to relive the messages played out in those books until now? You've been staring me in the eyes for the past three months, and I'm just realizing the wisdom in your words now?! How on earth did I miss this?
You've been pointing me in this direction for a while, Piece. I'm so glad I finally listened.
Keep pushing me, Piece. Would you please? I know I'm stubborn, but I'm trusting you. I'm trusting that you'll help me get where I should be going. See things in front of my face that I should be seeing. Identify feelings and emotions we both know I have.
Hopefully, I'm up to the challenge, Piece. Hopefully, I'm prepared for what I discover.
Hopefully, I'll find you along the way.
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