Everyone deserves a second chance. Sometimes more.

I know I would certainly want one, but we’re not all wired the same. Much of our behavior can be destructive only because that’s what we’ve been modeled growing up. We don’t know any better. We have no map. No buoy. No anchor. And certainly no one who believes in us.

I have always given a better effort when I knew someone believed in me and trusted that I would rise to the occasion. Always.

Maybe in our second and third efforts, we just need a little support from someone who believes in us.

That’s what I would want.