This is one of my favorite photos,
My first attempt at blogging,
The name was Behind Closed Doors!
I guess maybe a little like Alice in Wonderland!
I have often wondered what is behind the door, and how much behind would people really let us see!
I also like color doors because I feel that vibrant people live behind them!
Oh the stories that could be shared sitting on those stairs.
the happy moments!
We sat on the stairs, we looked nothing alike.
I drank coffee, he was smoking a cigar,
He had an accent, I don't think I do!
He told me of his family, his kids were all at school, his wife was working,
I told him I had no children, was married and that I should live somewhere with a big garden,
He said we had nothing in common, I said oh yes we do we like to talk.
He just kind of looked at me, and then the most boisterous laugh, and I laughed with him.
Hmmm, our laugh was the same,
He told me stories of his brother dying and other hardhip that had occurred in his life.
I told him about the loss of my good friend a year earlier,
He reached out his hand, had tears in his eyes. and I had tears in my eyes.
A tear fell on each cheek,
Hmmmm, we cried the same.
I smiled at him and said we both were pretty sappy today,
We both smiled, our smiles were very similar.
Just a few moments with a stranger, and although
we looked nothing alike, we shared laughter,
tears and smiles and pain.
I hope this season you reach out to strangers, as we don't know their circumstances,
even just a brief moment of chatter can be a highlight of someones day.
Even a smile, a wave, a hello,
all it takes is just a little effort.
It is about doors we open and close in our life
and a door can always be revisited
and reopened, just like our hearts.