Every single day

I once wrote a little peace about how I blew a chance I got, and how I’d probably never get a second chance to do it over and to do it right, because life isn’t full of second chances.
And well, I was right.

The truth is, you DON’T get second chances that often,

I never got the second chance to tell that person I though he was the one
I never got the second chance to say my goodbye’s differently
I never got the second chance to say I was sorry for what I’d done
I never got the second chance to go back and do it all over, and do it right

Those unused opportunities will be the lessons and wisdom I take with me on this life’s journey.

And I’ll need them.
‘Cause last night, when I was all tired and headache-ish and annoyed with my neglect to take care of myself, a couple of words popped into my head.

“Every morning that you open your eyes and you realise you’re still alive, is a second chance at life.”

I don’t know where those words came from, but I sure know or believe they’re true.
Every single time, I live to see the morning, I get a second chance to better my life, to make the best of prior mistakes, to take care of myself to look at who I was the day before and change, and better that person.

I get a second chance at life.