09/16/2026
There have been doors in my own life that I really did not want to close. Doors I thought were supposed to stay open. Doors where, at the time, I could not imagine what could possibly come next.
Sometimes the hardest part was not knowing what the next door would be.
With time, though, I have learned that a closed door does not always mean the end of something. Sometimes it teaches us something we carry into whatever comes next.
A lesson about ourselves.
About what we need.
About what we will accept.
About what we want our lives to look like.
And sometimes, when another door eventually opens, we realize we would not have walked through it in quite the same way if we had not experienced what came before.
I think that is one of the harder parts of life: trusting that something new can exist when you are still grieving what has closed.
Maybe the closed door is a job you thought you would keep, a relationship you thought would last, a dream that did not work out, or simply a path you had pictured for your life that is no longer possible.
Maybe, for now, you can just remember that there may be more waiting for you than you can see from where you are standing.
