Diary 246

Thursday, November 20th

In cold weather the grandchildren like to run out into the garden, and then back into the house, on multiple occasions. Each time this happens I have to remind them, “Shut the door and keep the heat in the house”.

I suppose that when you’re small, and doorhandles are too high to reach or too difficult to operate, one gets into the habit of having the doors opened, so the same adult person who does that gets to close them.

Yet today it occurred to me that by leaving doors open they are allowing for more possibilities – they can be out, they can run in again. I wonder how many doors I’ve closed to possibilities in my life because it seemed to be the proper thing to do.