The holiday season brings with it joy and memory making, along with some pain. I allow myself to feel all the emotions, without apology. I think about closed doors and windows and how I am making a cautious effort to open some of them a crack, knowing it all might backfire.

But also aware time is ticking.

“The years go by, we find our doors and windows. Some are always open, some never were.”

― Naomi Shihab Nye, Transfer