Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Someone's Knocking at Your Door

Tap, tap, tap.

What was that? Something on the television?

Tock, tock, tock.

There it goes again. Perhaps it's... Hey, the television isn't even on.

Wrap, wrap, wrap.

OK, that definitely came from somewhere down the hallway.

Bang, bang, bang.

"Mom, dad, there's someone at the door!"

Oh, it's someone knocking on the door. 

Tock, tap, tap, tock, tock, tap.

You know that knock. You know who's knocking.

It's someone you've known forever. It's someone with whom you've shared more experiences than you can remember. It's someone who knows you so well that even your slightest gesture is accurately interpreted, perhaps more accurately than you would interpret it yourself. It's someone with whom you can share anything and they'll get it. It's someone who feels the same way about you as you do about them. It's someone you haven't seen in years.

As you get up from the couch and navigate the toys and laundry basket, you can imagine the person waiting opposite your door. Your mind flashes through all the great times you've had together. You smile as your pace and your pulse quicken with excitement. 

Your left hand on the deadbolt and your right on the doorknob, you pause a moment to catch your breath and then a moment longer to catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. 

OK, here goes. Your left hand turns the latch as your right turns the knob, you pull open the door.
Take a moment. Close your eyes and imagine the person waiting on the other side of the doorway. Whom do you see? What about them makes them that person? How long has it been? How do you feel? What do you say to them?
You open the door. You both stand frozen, taking each other in. You embrace. You usher your friend across the threshold and into your place. You make introductions.

Hours later, you both lean back in your chairs and sigh your satisfaction. It's just you two; everyone else went to bed long ago. It's time for your friend to leave. 

When will you see each other again?

You've no idea.

You want to give your friend a gift, something to convey how you feel. You want it to be more than a token; you want it to be something useful in a unique and meaningful way. The stores are all closed and besides, you've no time for shopping. It's going to have to be something on hand.

Your mind searches its inventory of all your stuff. Nope. Nope. Nope. Hmm... Finally an item grabs your attention. It's perfect, it's unique, it's meaningful, it's valuable and it's wonderfully useful, specially to you. It's something that you use all the time, something that you've had forever, something that won't be easily replaced. It's the perfect gift, but it's one that's hard to give up.
What is it? What makes it perfect? How do you feel when you say, "I have something for you."
You give your gift to your friend. Your friend is deeply touched and has difficulty forming words of thanks. You stand at the door for what seems like hours saying your goodbyes. In cool blue light of early morning, your friend walks away from your place. Reaching the street, your friend turns to wave goodbye. 

Happy Wednesday,

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