About seven years ago

It all fell into place.

I suppose it wasn’t that many bits that came together at once – just the steady job (that I’d been trying to get for about twelve years), the house (that I’d probably been wanting for even longer), the baby (that I really hadn’t been at all sure about until about a year before), and the incredibly good friendship group (that I hadn’t wanted because I’d never dreamed such a nice thing was possible) – but it was enough. The other bits of the puzzle were already in place – the steady relationship piece, and maybe others that I’m forgetting.

Either way, in short order the whole jigsaw was there, complete. Pretty much all the major components of what I’d wanted in life, I had. But it’s funny how our relation which those tangible things ebbs and flows. If you don’t have them (if you’re unemployed for example, or recently dumped), then they matter. But if you do have them, well, they so quickly cease to matter, and even turn upside down and become burdens rather than pleasures. Of course all this is well-known, so much so that we forgot how bizarre it is. What crazy creatures we are.

2 Responses to “About seven years ago”

  1. truthsign says:

    Don’t forget the yellow-trousered women…;-)

  2. TJ says:

    If a jigsaw puzzle has a piece missing, no matter how much of the picture you can see, your eyes focus on the gap. When the puzzle is complete you look at the whole and forget that it’s made up of little bits. I think that’s the way it’s meant to be. I’m glad you feel your jigsaw is complete. Enjoy the picture!