The Open Door

I've had a penpal since seventh grade. We've kept in contact, first writing letters then via email every few weeks. One summer, he even flew up from New York and we had one of our infamous Mom's-out-of-town parties.

Yesterday, I emailed him to check-in and see how his wedding plans are going.

He mentioned he had checked out my website, and told me to send him some of my writing, as his fiance works for a smal publishing house.

I nearly passed out…literally fell off my chair!

I'm into the part of The Artist's Way that talks about synchronous events, that when you put your dreams out there, the universe often answers them.

I just can't help but think of it than more than coincidence. All along, he's known I was a writer.

But now, when I'm taking that chance again, at realizing my dreams, a door has swung open.

Now, to walk through it…