I am so intrigued by doorways. But honestly, I am more intrigued by what lies behind them. A secret garden, a neglected field, a loving home, a broken family, dreams breathed to life, dreams deferred. Doorways lead to the lives of others, a few we are fortunate to witness. I’ll always remember this particular wooden doorway. It creaks open to stone steps beneath a floral overhang. The steps will lead you to a lush garden with papaya and banana trees, some potted plants, and a cozy apartment with a view of Diamond Head crater and the Pacific Ocean in the distance. Thank you to my friend for welcoming me into her home. Behind that wooden door, is a new beginning where friendships are made, love is explored, stories are told, life is lived.