Remember the game or puzzle where you try to find Waldo in the crowd? Tonight I realized that puzzle is so much like real life. We’re little specks in a big Universe and it’s sometimes hard to find yourself. You search and search and just when you think you’ve found yourself, you realize you have to start looking all over again.
For me, I occasionally get this feeling that there’s something missing in the puzzle of my life and I can’t quite put my finger on it. I’m a relatively content person and I have a deep faith that everything I’ve experienced in my life has been for a reason. In fact, I’m so appreciative of where I am now just because I know where I was not that long ago. And that keeps me in gratitude for what I experience now.
But, there’s still a part of me that every now and then goes to that place of “Is this all there is?” I just don’t get it. Because I am someone that enjoys so many things that are often taken for granted. Tonight, it’s sitting quietly in my living room as I look out at the dusk sky and feel the slight breeze blowing across my skin. And I realize how much I love dusk; that space between day and night, between our waking world and our dream world. But still, as beautiful as it is, it just feels as if there is something missing. Tonight, at least.
Is it just me or do you sometimes feel the same way?