It’s curtains for me! And it’s never felt better.

You find me considering my curtains and you can join me if you wish.

They hang on either side of my window, like yours.

I can’t remember how long I’ve had them, or how many times I’ve opened and closed them.

These are not things you record in your diary, not great events.

They’re just things you do, while thinking about something else.

So what is there to say about my curtains, which isn’t entirely obvious?

Sometimes I close my curtains to allow for darkness, forgiveness, gratitude and rest.

And sometimes I open them and declare for light, strength, hope and action.

Sweet closing, sweet opening – day after day, week after week, year after year.

But then, isn’t that what we all do?