The last year has been loaded with painful moments, some stupid missteps, and meaningful growth.
Recently, after I had made a painful misstep, someone who chose to be a good friend in that moment, said, "Learn from this."
I will.
I wish the mistakes only came in quiet moments in a room alone. But they don't. Sometimes they come loudly in public.
I'm hoping, as I stumble through, that they will soon be fewer and farther between. And hoping even more that any pain they cause will be mine alone.
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"What the hell does this have to do with writing?" You say.
I'll answer that in the next post.
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