I’ve been doing nothing lately but working, I like to believe that I haven’t completely sucked or screwed up so far. Today I had off so I manged to do laundry and clean the kitchen, then tonight my sister treated my son to a hair cut, took everyone out to dinner, and bought me groceries. Good times!
Do you believe that people should get a second chance? It seems like the past few years have been filled with crumbling friendships and sometimes I have a moment of… not weakness exactly, but more so wistfulness of how things used to be. I miss being a part of a larger group. I wish it was easier to forget, to forgive, to pretend that I don’t feel as strongly as I do. I suppose sometimes you just can’t “go home”. Anyway, I would love to hear any and all “second chance” stories!