Here I am standing at the open door. The rest had their turn and they are now shut. Each one represented a friend, a job, a good laugh, a tear shed. Each one was open at one point, but over the past months had to be shut in order to move on to the last door in this hallway. Shutting those doors are never easy. It's saying goodbye. The last door is shut, I am ready to walk through and see what doors await me in the next hallway of life.