People make mistakes. Big ones. But sometimes, the door you swore you locked for good… needs to open, just a little.
Not for their sake. But for yours. To forgive doesn’t always mean to forget.
And it doesn’t mean to excuse. But it does mean allowing space for redemption. Even if it shows up at 3 a.m., disguised as fear.
If this story moved you, share it with someone who believes in second chances. And maybe… give someone a call tonight. Just because.
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