Tric Kearney: It's my life

Yesterday I walked from my kitchen to the hall and saw the front door lying wide open. Full panic mode swept over me, my heart racing, fear and dread taking my breath away.

It lasted but a second before I remembered I am no longer a mother to young children who might escape. I have no crazy dogs to chase after.

It took a sitdown and a cup of tea to fully recover and, as I sat, memories of open doors flooded back.