I learned a lesson today that made me realize I’ve been
neglecting my writing. So here I sit by the fire with my laptop and a beer. LOL
The lesson I learned is not something new at all, but a
reminder. When one door closes, another opens. Sometimes that door slams shut
and the first instinct is to cry, mope, be angry, or run away. But the slamming
of the door today made me do the opposite. As I stood numb, trying to take it
all in, I suddenly had an epiphany. That door is a chapter in my life that is
finally closed forever. No more wondering what if. No more wondering what could
have been. Now I know it wasn’t meant to be. The closure was swift and
sudden like the real slamming of a door. Sometimes the slamming of a door is done
out of anger. This slamming was not. This slamming reminded me of extinguishing
a fire. A fire that had been smoldering for years. A little rain put the fire
out for good. I felt a relief that the fire cannot spread and do any permanent damage.
The slamming of this door did me a favor. It reminded me of
what I do want. It reminded me of what I do deserve. I deserve a fire that can’t
be put out when it rains. I deserve a
fire that will blaze stronger when it sees the storm coming. It reminded me that fires do not look back at
what they have burned, they just keep looking for more oxygen to keep them
alive. It reminded me that writing is my oxygen. Writing makes me feel alive.
