Your story is never complete and your work is never done.
Tonight as I listened to an interview for a radio series I’m producing I listened to a man recount how he recovered from addiction. How he’s gone on to help hundreds of other people like him and others with different demons. Domestic violence and rape survivors. Veterans. Kids.
He said we all screw up. We all deserve a second chance. And sometimes a third.
“Redemption has to be for everybody,” he said. “Mental health has to be for everybody.”
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to cut a word from a story. That I could simply push back from my chair and say, hey, people, just listen. Someone important is speaking.