doors are everywhere
some are welcoming
… open and inviting
some portray histories
… of pain and suffering
some are imposing
… and unwelcoming
some are ancient
some are new

not surprisingly
doors that are opened
can lead to self-discovery
… not always easy
… not always welcome
but hopefully
in time
… healing
… hope
… awareness of the holy
… personal growth


I opened a door recently
an elderly woman heaved a deep sigh
as she looked at the display in the grocery store
and said “I want to make curry chicken for my husband tonight.”


something about her demeanour
encouraged me to open a door
and rather than rush off
and finish my grocery shopping,
before I knew it
standing in an aisle in the grocery store
she was telling me that
it seemed as if her life
had been nothing but death
… her husband had died five years ago on Christmas Eve
… her son had died three months earlier
… her last sibling had died in the summer


she said she was angry and upset
… knew she was taking it out on others
… and also knew that there was no point buying the chicken
or making curry chicken that night
because her husband wasn’t alive anymore
and she hurt and no one
listened or understood
until now


when I opened the door
to spontaneity
asked if I might make a suggestion
she nodded in agreement
and as I spoke about grief counselling
… she’d not heard of it
tears began to flow
she gave me a gentle hug
and whispered
… “I’ll follow-up”


wiping away her tears
she smiled
and I was blessed in a very profound way

all it took was the opening of a door





Text & Photo © June Maffin

Pen and Ink Art © Hans van der Werff


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