In life, we make choices - some of those choices open doors, some of those choices, unbeknownst to the decider in each of us, close doors. And some of those choices are made for us, with doors opening before our eyes, or being slammed on our feet.
I find that I much prefer the former - opening doors or having doors opened, to the latter - especially the last - having doors slammed on my feet. And while I feel like I’ve had a good life, and have made some good decisions, recently a couple doors feel like they’ve definitely slammed on my feet. Not only that, but that the doors have been repeatedly slammed even though the person doing the slamming knows my foot is there.
From now on, in my life, rather than take the passive approach - doors operating on their own - I will try to make certain that I am the one making the decisions about which doors will open or close for me.
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