Life is like a puzzle where its pieces are not given but discovered.
One has to search for those pieces as they flow through life, matching them, connecting them, fixing them together.
Together, those pieces form a picture of our lives.
Sometimes, we would not realise that a piece was staring us in the face, a piece that would be left undiscovered.
A few pieces could be missing, a few pieces could be lost, the imperfections of every person’s life.
But like a puzzle, there is a limit before a picture becomes incomprehensible, be aware.