This was my view the last morning of my silent retreat in Virginia's Shenandoah Valley. The late June greenery, the fog rising over the Potomac River, the quiet... ah. "It's like I'm in a Monet landscape," I thought. Then my second thought was, "What a great jigsaw puzzle this would make!"
Since the pandemic started, my sister and I have put together nearly two dozen jigsaw puzzles of varying difficulty. A favorite for both of us was The New York Times Page One from her birthdate, a gift from two of her dearest friends.
So my third thought that morning was, "What would a jigsaw puzzle of my life look like?" Definitely, the faces of people I've loved and who have taught me truths, even truths that were hard at the time. Memories and scenes like a crazy night at a fado joint in Lisbon and a Missouri River sunrise and Christmas Day Mass in 2005, when I was back with the Catholic Church after 33 years. Maybe a few "things," like a favorite dress and those black Candies heels I wore in the late 1980s.
What would the jigsaw puzzle of your life be?