Knock. Knock. Who's there? D. D. who?

When I was a kid, I never cared for "The Big Deal of the Day" on Let's Make a Deal, when the contestant had to choose between Door # 1, #2 or #3. Sitting at home (as an 8 - 10 year old) even the winning door seemed to be filled with things I didn't want. A NEW CAR - usually a model I didn't like. A NEW BOAT - not interested. A BRAND NEW AMANA WASHER & DRYER - zonk!!. And yet, what fun would it be to just TAKE THE MONEY?

#mystery date

The board game Mystery Date also had a door. Behind the door stood the bowler, the beach boy, the skier, the prom guy and the DUD. Never liked the game. Too stressful. Felt bad for the dud, who, by the way, was kinda cute. The point is, I've always struggled with making decisions. I hated it even more when, after making a choice, someone would tell me... "the door is still open." When did hearing that ever make anything easier?? Frankly, I'm not sure I ever liked the sound of opportunity knocking.

D. who? Decisions.

Certainly, I made my share of bad decisions. But then haven't all of my decisions, good and bad, led me to where I am today? And how would my life be different had I chosen differently? I always seem to come to the conclusion that I'll stick with Door #1.

I've also learned that I don't need to stand around wringing my hands trying to decide what to do. Granted, I'm not the kind of person to fling open a door and step right through without thinking through some of the possibilities for what lies beyond. Sometimes, I jiggle the handle to see just how easy going forward feels. Other times I can actually feel a lot of resistance keeping the door shut. That's when you have find the keys: patience and humility. Those, or try the window.

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