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开启心灵之门Opening the Door（第1页）

开启心灵之门OpeningtheDoor

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&you?”

Theeakihebasketballgamelookedvaguelyfamiliar.“Marci?”

“ItIsyou!”

Sheexclaimed，smilingbroadly.“Gosh，it’sgoodtoseeyouagain!”

ItwasgoodtoseeMarci，too.OffandthepastfewdecadesI’vewoher.Ialmosttriedtotrackherdownafewyearsagtoamutualfriendwhohadihelastdecadehadbeeyroarpihebasketballgamewas，attheveryleast，fortuitous.

&afewmiguponthebusinessofourlives—kidsandcareers，spousesaioion（it’salwaysalittledisgtoseehoordsarerequiredtosummarize25yearsofliving）.Weplayedalittle“haveyouseen...”

and“didyouknow...”

andweremihegoodold，badolddays.ThenMarcigrewquietforamoment，lookiheillingaboutthearea.

“Youknow，Joe，”

shesaid，“I’vealwayswaellyou...how...youknow...howsorryIamforthewayItreatedyou.”

Isquirmed.Oliketorememberwhenonehasbeenunped.

“It’sOK，”

Isaid.“least，Ithoughttomyself，notnow.“ButIwassuchajerk，”

sheued.Yesyouwere，Ithought.“Wewerebothprettyyoung，”

Isaid.

“Iknow，”

shesaid.“Butthat’snoexcusefor...”

Shehesitated，the’sjustalwaysbotheredme，rememberinghowmeanIwastoyou.AotellyouthatI’msorry.So...I’msorry.”

Thesmileonherfacewaswarmaherewassomethilookedalotlikerelief—thatmeltedaigesofitmentthatmayhavebuiltupwithiheyearssinceshehadslam-du.

“OK，”

Isaid.“Apologyaebythesweethemoment，Ireaarmaraveheraquickhug.Justthen，thecrowderuptedwithahugedMardIbothreturentiontothegame.BythetimeIlookedovertowhereshehadbeen，shewasgohewarm，wonderfulfeelingofourbriefexgewasstillthere，anduestothisdaywhehinkaboutit.

Weallcarrybitter，disoriesofdeedsdoneorundone，andwordssaidorunsaid.Andweallbearwou，somenot-so-slight—thathavebeeninfliusbyothers.Thehealingbalmivenesssootheatroubleddbrioaninjuredsoul—eveerthefact.

Ofcourse，itisojustsay“I’msorry”

and“Yivehereisipowerinthosesimplewords，itisnotavailabletothosewhoareinsincere，orwhoareonlylookingforawaytoanipulateorexploit.Butwhenthosewordsaretrulyfeltandsincerelyexpressed，theythedoortomiraclesoftheheartandsoul—miraclesiveness.

&abasketballgame.

“乔？是你吗？”

篮球赛上一个有些面熟的女人问我。

“玛西？”