“The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.”
Have you ever thought about the doors you pass through each day?
Where those doors are, why we go through them…What purpose does a door have?
Doors are interesting, like gardening we can use the imagery of a door for many metaphors in life.
The door to my world begins with the door above. My favorite, most anticipated, part of the day starts at 3:30 in the afternoon. I patiently await in anticipation for that door to open. It’s like waiting for Christmas morning.
First I hear the air flow and the door rattle. Signifies another door has opened and closed. I hear muffled voices…. My heart leaps out of my chest…for I know what is to come.
The floor creeks… I know they are close.
In an instant the door flies open!
A once silent room fills with many voices.
“How was your day, mom?”
“Are you feeling better, mom?”
I tell them yes, but enough about me, tell me about your day!