Are We Ever Really Whole? You'd Better Believe It!

I'm not entirely sure why I'm actually taking the time to write...I've been away for so long that I'm not really sure that there's anyone left out there who's still attempting to find a new and uplifting entry to this collection of literary masterpieces. In the event that there are still some loyal readers left, the writing must go on.

The past few months have been a whirlwind of excitement. Alright, so that's a blatant lie...it's just the same old bullshit that seems to cycle around faster and more often than my washing machine. It's the same old story...get together with this guy, move in, break up, move out. Become a homeless vet the first weekend of the new year. Find a place to live. Decide to move out of state. Decide to stay where I am. Become a homeless vet for the 2nd time in February. Quit (1)job. Give notice to (1)job. Have appendix removed.

I've never so much as had to have a single stitch, cast, or had any need for anything larger than a band-aid, yet I now find myself minus a 3 and 1/2 inch section of my larger intestine. Since I never really thought about it being there, I don't really miss it, yet the 3" scar on my gut will forever remind me that there IS a piece of me missing. Isn't it always like that? We never realize what we have until it's gone. Then again, sometimes we never realize what we're missing until it comes around.

With that being said, I'm pretty sure that I've found a piece of me that I've been looking for my whole life. I always knew that it was out there somewhere, but being as this is a very large world, and there are so many places to look, and I've been to many, many, many places throughout the years, I had nearly given up hope of finding it. As I was about to embark on yet another journey in search of it, it happened to present itself to me in the last place that I would expect. Yet, as I was returning from vacation, there it was sitting in the TF Green airport parking lot waiting to bring me home. One lunch and one dinner later, I discovered that I'd found my missing piece. This piece is like no other I've tried before. I've tried so very unsuccessfully to make other pieces fit, like trying to jam a square peg into a round hole. No matter how hard you try, they just will never fit. He does.

I may be missing a little piece of me, but that's nothing compared to the peace I've found.