As though in a puzzle, we are each a piece, filling a space that no one else can fill. We touch the lives of those that surround us and affect all by adding to the whole gigantic picture. It is my hope that I will fill the place created for me right out to the edges, and that the part of the picture I was meant to reflect will be clearly and beautifully visible.
Thursday, 11 November, 2010
One-Legged Stool
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Shelley. I was remembering that the old milking stool had one leg. However I don't remember using one myself. Thanks for your insightful 'picture' of Christmas.
Dad
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