One door closes, another one opens

I came into work today and overheard a conversation...

"You can't see all of the open doors in your life - or, maybe for you there is just one single open door- but there is still an open door- and you won't be able to see it if you don't stop starring at the closed door." 

I love working where I work- so much wisdom!
I went to my therapy appointment this morning.

Big sigh.

I am thankful for it. Really thankful. I am going at it with a different approach. I don't know why or how- it seems like things have just started to click for me. Over the years I have gone to therapy and it seems the things I talked about were like a script. I talked and talked and talked but not emotionaly involved or invested. I talked about the things that caused me pain like I was telling a friend what I did last weekend. I had a hard time connecting. Not this time. I go. I talk. I connect. I listen. I'm not afraid of quiet moments. I'm not afraid of being vunerable. I feel. I feel a lot. And it feels so good.

There are so many open doors in my life.