Well, I could use my current circumstance as an example. You work a long time somewhere, you do pretty good for yourself, and then suddenly, before you know it, things go sideways, mistakes are made, and you’re no longer working.
You roll it all around in your head. The could’ve, the should’ve, the would’ve. You get depressed, you get angry, you get depressed again.
You get mad at yourself, the world and everything in between. Then you get depressed again.
You wrestle with a lot of emotions, because no one likes to feel like a failure. It sucks and that’s all there is to that. It’s a lot like the stages of grief. You have to run through them all to come out the other side.
But, eventually, you do come out the other side. And you see it’s not so bad. You start to see the blessings around you. You have time to enjoy the things you neglected, and you even get to enjoy some new things too.
You start to see that a mistake is exactly that. A mistake. we’ve all made them. It’s what we learn from them that counts. It’s not a failure, it’s a lesson. It’s experience. You now know just a little bit better what to, and what not to do.
Ultimately, you realize that what you’ve been gifted is a chance for a new beginning. At last.
The Beginning At Last 
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