If I open my door, would I find you there standing right at the doorstep or would it be just an empty space…another empty hall?

For several years, I’ve kept that door locked not wanting someone to find their way in because visitors often leave you nothing but mess.

People will come in. They will just look around and sit down for a while. But will eventually stand up and leave, not wanting to take the whole tour. Not having the time or the care to see what really was inside. Not knowing that they are really expected. That they are really wanted and needed.

When they leave, they leave an awfully big mess and cleaning it up would be more than a chore. It would be an excruciating task that no matter how hard you scrub, the dent is still there. The soot, the grime, it will always remind you of how foolish you have become for inviting them in.

You’ll slowly close the door, lock it and throw the key out of the window. No one can come in anymore. No more mess. No more cleaning. But when someone comes knocking, you look into the peephole and be happy again. Someone came…without being invited. Maybe it’s time to open the door, to let someone in. But you’ve already thrown out the key and opening that damn door would take a while because you have to rip off that lock yourself. This is the point that you would start wishing…wishing you haven’t thrown out the key… or better yet…wishing he had found the key that would make him stop knocking and he would open that door himself.

Did you find the key? I sure hope you did.