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A Missing Piece Found: A Tale of Friendship and Coincidence

Updated on February 2, 2011

When I was a child my grandmother, Jean, loved to read a book called The Missing Piece, by Shel Silverstein, to me. I always enjoyed it, but it always made me sad.

This poor rock rolled from place to place looking for his missing piece. Looking and looking, but never finding, he rolled on and on. Finally, after years of looking, he finds his missing piece! He is so happy!

And I was always so happy for him!

But the happiness only lasts for a short time. The rock begins to miss his old way of life. His old pace of life. So he give up his missing piece and rolls slowly away.

And I was always crushed.

How could he just let it go? Wasn't being whole worth a change of pace?

A Friend Lost

She was the 'other little girl'. The one my mom couldn't place, when I asked her name. The one that I played with at the neighbor's house, across the street. She had long blond hair and was about my age. That was all I knew. Yet she was my friend. She was my best friend.

At the time I was only two or maybe three. We lived in Lewistown, Montana, as my dad had a job with the Bible college that was there. If we had stayed longer, perhaps I would have gotten to know her then, but we moved to Colorado where my dad took over the family farm.

For years I asked and asked, trying to figure out who she was, but no one had a clue.

It was as though I was the only one who had seen her.


Faith and belief and retreat
When you're standing all alone with your dreams in the dark
Never knowing what is real in the shadows you meet
Never knowing what is true in the answers you seek
Never knowing if

Fate she hears me
Fate stand near me
Fate state clearly
Whether there will be another card

Retrieve us
Time deceives us
Faith she hears me
But she doesn't listen very hard

As she drifts through our lives tossing coins into the air
Watch them twist, watch them fall turning hope into despair
Watch them twist, watch them fall then she suddenly revives
Every dream that we've had and we find ourselves alive

Believe me
Fate stands near me
Fate state clearly
Whether there will be another card

Retrieve us
Time deceives us
The only moment in our lives
That ever really mattered fate is now

A Friend Found

It was towards evening my second day of college. I was heading down the hall of the dormitory when I saw two girls carrying boxes coming my way. The gal in front was tall and walked with the confidence of a cheerleader. Ro

'Oh great!' I thought to myself. I don't know why, but for some reason I was annoyed. Really annoyed! I stepped aside to let them pass, but the gal in front stopped, "Hi! I'm Angela," she said cheerfully.

I introduced myself and went my way, wondering what made her so bold.

A week later we were assigned to be partners for a speech project. The assignment was to give a two minute introductory speech that told the basics about the person and something interesting about them. That meant talking.

What should have taken 20-30 minutes turned into a three hour talk. I remember looking at the clock only to discover it was 1 a.m., and thinking, 'I should go to bed, but I can't believe I found her!' You see, she was the 'other little girl'!

Her family had moved form Africa to Montana, to work at the college. Later, they had moved to Washington state, where she had grown up. Somehow, we had both ended up at college in Wyoming. And most amazingly, for years, she too had been searching for that 'other little girl'.

Somehow... Coincidence? God?  I know it wasn't chance!

A Friend Kept

Soon, we were fast friends.  It was as if those 15 years of separation had disappeared in an instant.  As if we had known each other all along...

Finding her was like finding a piece of my life that had been missing.

Even now, another 15 years later, it is the same. 

This summer, we saw each other for the first time in ten years.  It only took a few minutes to get over the awkwardness and pick up where we had left off...

And that is when I realized that when you are a friend, you are a friend.  Nothing can change that.  When it is meant to be, it will be.  Time and space does not interrupt a real friendship.

What makes a friend a friend?

For me, a friend is one of the missing pieces of life. A friend is someone who makes me feel complete.

Every friend I have is someone I had an instant reaction to... even when I couldn't figure out why. Some, I've felt an instant kinship with, others I have hated initially. In the end, it involves accepting that they will forever change the pace of my life.

Call it fate.

Call it a fancy.

Whatever it is, it is like finding a missing piece of me.

Ivorwen, 2011

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      Ivorwen 6 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      I'd agree with that, PaddyBoy.

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      PADDYBOY60 6 years ago from Centreville Michigan

      To me a friend is someone that stands beside you at all costs. Those of which are far and few between. Good story!

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you so much Epigramman! Your comments always make me smile.

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      epigramman 7 years ago certainly are a terrific writer - you make me think and feel so very deeply with this wonderful and heartfelt piece.

      And that is always the mark of a great writer that you can move, touch and please your readers at the same time!

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you so much, hubpageswriter.

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Hello Christopher, Thank you for the recommendation. I just looked it up, and will take time to listen to it this morning. I love that type of stories. :)

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      hubpageswriter 7 years ago

      This is such a beautiful hub, Ivorwen. A true friendship is for life. I hope that you'll always be surrounded by good friends around.

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      Christopher Price 7 years ago from Vermont, USA

      This was a fine example of the ways coincidence can make us question the randomness of happenings and the inexplicable ways that "Fate" seems to work in convoluted ways to affect our lives.

      I urge you to seek out a program I listened to on National Public Radio...RadioLab. The episode is titled "Goat On A Cow" (seriously!) and tells a true story of unexpected connections and coincidences that span a century and a continent and involves people who would otherwise be complete strangers.


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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you theseus. I'm glad you have good friends and can relate to this.

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      theseus 7 years ago from philippines

      Hi. This is a great hub.

      I can actually relate to this lines "..when you are a friend, you are a friend. Nothing can change that. When it is meant to be, it will be. Time and space does not interrupt a real friendship".I have really good friends too which unfortunately I don't see that often anymore. But our friendship remained intact through the years. Kudos to you..:)

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you drbj. That means a lot to me.

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      drbj and sherry 7 years ago from south Florida

      A beautiful look at friendship, Ivorwen, but the best description of all concerning friends in my opinion was the one you wrote in the comments section above comparing a bouquet with all the necessary ingredients to a beautiful, significant and long-lasting friendship. Brava. :)

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Maybe it is my choice of words, alekhouse.

      I picture it like a bouquet of flowers. Each of us are the flowers in our own bouquet. Friends are the greenery and fillers. The flowers are beautiful alone, and complete in themselves, but when arranged with greenery, baby's breath and fillers they become something to behold!

      I use to work in a flower shop, and there was nothing like taking a bouquet, that looked complete, from beautiful to amazing with a few well chosen pieces. And I look at friends as those pieces.

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      Nancy Hinchliff 7 years ago from Essex Junction, Vermont

      Interesting take on coincidence and friendship. I have never had the feeling that someone else is a part of me. I feel whole in myself. Although I have a few very close friends, I cannot say they make me feel whole. I do that for myself. Maybe I'm missing something?

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      LiftedUp, thank you for your insight! I know that friends can be challenging, forcing us to examine ourselves, our values and sometimes our direction in life. And while that can be awkward, it is not the awkwardness I was thinking of. I appreciate your view points.

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you Germaine Reilly. I am fortunate enough to have several friendships that time and space seem to have no effect on.

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      LiftedUp 7 years ago from Plains of Colorado


      There is nothing like a good relationship, and while I can identify with some of what Butterfly Wings said, I think that some of that awkwardness with one who is destined to be a friend can come from the pushing and pulling you do with each other, the changes that need to come in one or both of you. I know it has been so with one of my best friends over the years, and yet now we are so open with each other, and the giving is beautiful and free.

      Loved your picture and the music as well as the content of your hub!

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      Germaine Reilly 7 years ago

      I love that it was a happy ending! Yes, I've noticed the same, some friends are parted for years, but when they meet again, it's like time has stood still and you pick up from where you left off. I believe every relationship leaves a memory and the opportunity to find each other again must have come at the right time for you both.

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      Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

      Thank you ButterflyWings. I would agree that sometimes it is hard to know which pieces I chose and which pieces God chose for me, but time will usually tell, and sooner rather than later. I find the pieces that I choose often crumble into nothingness or hurt.

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      ButterflyWings 7 years ago

      Ivorwen, this is one of the neatest hubs I have read in ages. You have put into words something I have been struggling to articulate for years. Sometimes, though, I feel that missing pieces, when inserted, cause some deformity of shape, assisting in feeling whole, yet causing me to move awkwardly. Maybe those are the pieces I chose, which God did not intend for me.

      At any rate, everything about this hub pulled together into a unified whole, and the song you put in is magical.