once a circle missed a wedge. the circle wanted to be whole， so it went around looking for its missing piece. but because it was incomplete and therefore could roll very slowly， it admired the flowers along the way. it chatted with worms. it enjoyed the sunshine. it found lots of different pieces， but n of them fit. so it left them all by the side of the road and kept on searching. then one day the circle found a piece that fit perfectly. it was so happy. now it could be whole， with nothing missing. it incorporated the missing piece into itself and began to roll. now that it was a perfect circle， it could roll very fast， too fast to notice flowers or talk to the worms. when it realized how different the world seemed when it rolled so quickly， it stopped， left its found piece by the side of the road and rolled slowly away.
the lesson of the story， i suggested， was that in some strange seem perfect when we lack something. the man who has everything is in some ways a poor man. he will never know what it feels like to yearn， to hope， to nourish soul with the of something better. he will never know the experience of having someone who loves him and gives him something he has always wanted but never had.
there is a wholeness about the person who has come to terms with limitations， who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic s and not feel like a failure for doing so. there is a wholeness about the or woman who has learned that he or is strong enough to go through a tragedy and survive， she can lose some and still feel like a complete person.