Doors fascinate me immensely! There is something on the other side of a door that is hidden from us. That is not for us to see. A life that is not for us to live. But doors do open and sometimes we do get an opportunity to walk through them. To live the life that we’ve never lived before.
But till that door opens why don’t we just stay in the moment and appreciate what we got? Why don’t we just appreciate the colors, the textures, the shapes, and the flowers and be grateful for the life that we have?
