Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Life is like a puzzle . . .

Okay. I admit it. I'm a little embarrassed, but I still haven't found my Christmas gift from my son, Michael. (I know, I know, it's April now.) 

Every year, we make multi-stage puzzles with clues to lead the other person's present, but I haven't made it past the second clue and there might be a number of them. The clue I am working on deals with a cryptic musical arrangement, and here is what I have. A tough one that I am probably overthinking.

Our family started this tradition years ago with our oldest son, Josh, and it has carried on for years. 
Basically speaking, each clue leads to another clue, and some of them over the years have required exploring outside in the snow, in the water or near ice-covered streams, and up in the attic of our house. It has taken me up to 6+ weeks to eventually find my present, but this year has been different for a number of years. Yet, my son gets a kick out of my frustation.
Yet, finding these presents is a life metaphor: patience, patience, and more patience. Life would be so boring if every good think just dropped into our laps. Patience seems to have its own reward.
I'll keep you updated.

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