Daughter: I have often looked at that door and thought..oh how I wish I could be that.

Me: A door ?

Daughter: Yes mother, a door…

She sounds a little too much like Norman Bates in Hitchcock’s Psycho when she says mother like that….

A few minutes later…

Daughter: Mother..

I turn to look at my daughter, giving her my undivided attention…

Daughter: Have you ever asked yourself this: …..When you walk through a door..are you…..walking in…or walking out ?