There’s a chamber in my heart that whispers to me in the stillness of the night. I’ve never seen it, but I know it’s there. I set out quest to find that chamber. When I finally found the doorway, I found myself frozen. I had spent so many nights dreaming of what it might be like inside. 

Was it more beautiful than a sunset over the Pacific Ocean?

More cozy than sitting by a warm fire on a cold night?

More nostalgic than summer nights eating home baked chocolate chip cookies?

More serene than the melody of my favorite song?

More magical than the stars on the darkest night?

But now, when I found myself in front of the door, I couldn’t move. Instead, I stared at it, wondering what I might learn from a door. Hours spent examining every square inch of that door, noticing the smallest of details. Night after night I studied it, trying to figure out a way to get into the chamber without having to open the door. Until one night, I came back to find the door gone.

Was it ever really there? Had I imagined it? No, that’s not right. I know deep down in my soul that it was real.

What might have happened had I opened it? I guess some things we can never know.

In the end, I decided I must have learned all I needed from that door – and trusted that if I needed to get in that room, the door would somehow appear again.