a second chance

I used to hate giving people a second chance. I always thought: if they could have done it better, they would have.

But my mother always told me: give them another chance.

I used to think this made my mother a big pushover.

“They had their chance already,” I would tell her.

But two days ago, my mother proved me right. Giving someone another chance paid off for her in a big, big way.

Now, I’m rethinking everything I used to believe about second chances.

Most importantly, I thought about how my mother must have given me many second chances even when I disappointed her.

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