Relationships. They’re so confusing. My parents were married for 58 years. My father was a hermit and my mother was a social butterfly and yet they fit together like they were meant to. Those two jigsaw puzzle pieces just fit perfectly. It doesn’t happen all that often.

Do you remember your first job. Looking back can you remember all the little pieces that had to fit together for it all to work? Think of the World Trade Center. That fateful day somebody missed a bus and didn’t make it to work on time. Or the man that stopped to buy a birthday card and was late. Or the person that overslept because they had had a fight with their significant other the night before. That saved their lives. Puzzle pieces. That’s what life is.

Every action that we take, every reaction that we have, changes the patterns of our lives. Sometimes the pieces fit together easily and everything is perfect. Sometimes the pieces don’t fit and you can’t figure out what’s wrong. Sometimes. And we never know which times are going to be good and which are going to fail miserably.

The picture that emerges when pieces fit together can be life-changing. If I had gone left instead of right would the life I lead now be the same as it could be. You can quite easily drive yourself mad trying to figure out the ‘what it’s’. But then isn’t that the charm? The Not knowing? I like to be surprised and that is the one thing that is a constant in a life well lived: surprise!