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Grandfather
A grandfather once kept an old key in his
pocket for years. One day his grandson
asked, "What does it open?" The old man
smiled and said, "Nothing anymore.
The door it belonged to was removed
a long time ago."
"Then why keep it?" He looked away.
'To remind myself how long I stood outside
waiting for someone to let me in."
I think many people become that
grandfather. Not cold. Not arrogant.
Just tired of standing outside doors that
were never going to open. People call it
distance. They call it pride. They call it
attitude. What they don't see are the years
spent explaining, forgiving, understanding.
and staying long after respect had already
Left the room
