One of the popular sayings I’ve heard not only in 12-step programs, but as general advice from loved ones, is that “when one door closes, another one opens.” I’ve hung plenty of hope on this door theory.
As an impatient recovering alcoholic, I have a natural tendency to yank that hope coat off the door, put it on along with my steel-toed boots, and kick that damn door down. This has not resulted in great success relationship-wise. The outcome has caused me to be banned from many buildings, or find myself in relationship rooms that definitely should have stayed locked and bolted.
The brightest doors are opened through prayer and meditation. But like waiting in the ER on a busy Saturday night, when I think I need attention NOW, I get frustrated by the process.
“Where is my couch?” I asked the Universe a couple weeks ago. There is a discomfort in waiting for doors to open. I want to run down the lonely hallways, knock on every door yelling “TRICK OR TREAT? ANYBODY HOME?!?”
Instead, I have had to build my couch. Right now it’s lumpy, but fairly comfortable. I realize I can’t just sit here, but I can’t run the hallways either. I am dating. Beginning to start friendships that may or may not be the basis of a relationship. I am smart enough to not walk through every open door, but willing to peak through doors ajar even if I find its outward appearance unappealing.
And between the dates, the standing in doorways, I have found my couch.
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That was awesome! I enjoy reading your work!
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This is so well-written. Love the metaphor and your open-minded attitude toward love and dating. Keep going and I’ll be following along 🙂
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Thank you! I will be following your blog as well.
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I’m STILL kicking at those doors…. And I want to rest on that couch so badly.
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I’ve had the ‘just around the corner’ advice. I often find there’s a puddle round there! I figure it’s best to just keep walking and stop to smell the roses every now and then 🙂
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Great post and very well written.
I am reminded of my father, a chief petty officer in the Navy’s advice as a young man that there are plenty of fish in the sea.
What he failed to tell me about were the sharks and barracudas I needed to look out for.
Keep kicking in those doors.
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lol…..thanks, J.R. , for reading and following.
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Reblogged this on Sober & Single in Med City and commented:
Today’s prompt is “The Waiting Room”:
“Good things come to those who wait.” Do you agree? How long is it reasonable to wait for something you really want?
I actually do believe good things come to those who wait, as I am dating a nice man, whom I’ve waited for. But I do think you do need to take action. Following is the second post I wrote on blog about this “waiting” crap.
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Excellent and it does take time walking this path and walking through doors in faith. I have had more learning lessons on this path that I ever wanted but they helped get me to where I am now an my couch will always be lumpy and I like it that way.
Have a good week.
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