Thoughts and Notions

The first half of the week I spent all my free time doing what my Mom use to beg me to join her in… putting together a puzzle. This time I was the one alone at the table trying to find the missing piece, or aimlessly trying to put pieces together, hoping one of them will be a match. So I've got to ask, why did I do a puzzle? Is it because I miss my Mom? She's the queen of puzzles…, packing suitcases, and loading the trailer. She always good at getting it all to fit just so. Am I really just more like her than I realize? Or is it just a sign that I'm aging? Any ideas?

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