Sometimes the door that you were hoping, praying and wanting to go through can be slammed shut so hard on you that all you can do is stand there looking at it and staring at it in disbelief, you keep asking outloud WHY?? WHY?? WHY?? WHY ME??? and then you just stand there at that shut door, looking at it, willing it to re-open, praying with every breath and fibre of your body that the shut door will open, you sometimes start to imagine that there is a little sliver of light coming through from the little gap where you think it has started opening…only to realise that NO! it’s not opening ever again….and yet you still stand there, praying and wishing and willing that door to open again! Until one day, just as you feel that all hope is gone, you feel the gentlest of touches on your shoulder, and a soft hand starts guiding you to turn away from that door, and moves you so gently to a new path, at first you’re scared, and all you want to do is run back to that closed door….but that gentle guiding hand brings you back to the path…..so you follow the path and soon the path is speckled with beautiful little rays of light…and as you look ahead, more light comes flooding forward, beautiful illuminating light, and a warm feeling of happiness comes gently forward and laps at your feet, compelling you to keep moving forwards…..and you do….do you not….one foot in front of the other….and as you look around more and more light is around you….and as you look ahead, with a renewed sense of excitement the most wonderful door appears before you….you reach out your hand in excited anticipation…….the door gently opens…..