Thursday, February 12, 2009
Behind the Red Door
I walked through the red door not knowing what to expect, awash in trepidation and anticipation.
Finally a place to call my own.
My red door.
new laptop (never had one),
new amazing sheets,
This red door welcomed me into the world of new, the world of independence, the world of possibility.
I am learning to let go, trying to usher in new habits, doing well some days, other days prove a bit more daunting. There have been no words for a time because I have been nestled in the quiet surrender of all around me, soaking in its cherished changing chapters.
Thanks little red door of Nine One Four, I could not love you any more.
Good to be back writing to my beloved poppets,