Monday, August 6, 2012


Putting together the pieces of anything is difficult and time consuming. Sometimes the pieces are so shattered that it is impossible to fit them all back together again, neatly. There are always gaps that simply cannot be repaired. They hang open, letting in wind and rain and all manner of ill weather and ill feelings. And there is always the possibility that the pieces may lose their grip on one another, simply stop holding on and let go, falling away from each other.

My family has been broken; the glue that holds us together has been strong, but there are always gaps, spaces that will never be filled again. We miss things: Ron playing baseball with the church team, building castles at the beach. We know we can never have those things again.

So we try to fit the pieces together into a new way, hoping that the gaps might not be so noticeable this time around.

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