Friday, March 5, 2010

The Perfect Fit

I'd been working on it for hours, days, weeks maybe. It was almost complete. There was just one piece left. The problem was I didn't know where it was. I'd checked the floor, the chair, the table, under the magazines, behind my soda can..... everywhere. I sighed, my accomplishment short by one perfect piece. Then my son said, "Mom, I found it!" Enthusiastically, we placed it in the middle of the marigolds. It was a perfect fit. We marveled at the puzzle, but more so at our ability to work so well together.

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1 comment:

  1. I like that one. Especially since I have a puzzle to do with Griffin tomorrow.