A few days ago, I had one of those days—the kind that leaves you drained, defeated, and questioning everything. I came home feeling like a mess of shattered pieces, like something inside me had cracked wide open.
In an attempt to quiet my mind, I pulled out a couple of Lego boxes and spilled the contents onto the table. Pieces scattered everywhere—disjointed, confusing, chaotic. And for a moment, I just sat there, staring at them, seeing myself in the mess.
But then I started building. Slowly. Step by step. Piece by piece. And with each snap of a brick, something began to form—something with shape, with purpose, with beauty. When I was finished, I looked at the bouquet of Lego flowers I had built, now sitting gracefully on my table.
And I smiled. Because what once looked like a pile of nothing had turned into something beautiful.
I have left this bouquet of flowers on my table to remind me that sometimes life can feel overwhelming like a jumble of broken pieces, but what we don’t realize is that each fragment is shaping something more beautiful than we ever imagined.
XOXO
Tiffanee
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