The welcome mat was as fresh as a sunny spring day. It wasn't faded, soiled or frayed, but perfectly pristine and ready, at any given moment to be welcoming.
The lantern style lighting was on and not a cobweb in sight.
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The piece of resistance was the floral door piece. It was as if it had been placed on the door just for me. It was fresh, colorful, and oh so welcoming.
These observations were quick and powerful as I rang the bell. I knew, I just knew the homeowner was special. I knew they cared about me because they portrayed a sense of caring for their entry. I felt their welcoming and nurturing nature.
The energy on that porch was high and contagious. Without saying "welcome," they already had.
I knew that day, at that home, I was loved, appreciated, and wanted.
written by Benny