A Recurring Mistake
Is there any other kind? Bless the soul who learns from her first. Not me. I’m a sucker for repetition, even when it hurts.
I used to believe lies. All sorts of lies. Never fell for a politician or been duped by an ad. But if someone who loved me—or claimed to—fed me alternative facts, I’d swallow them whole without chewing.
“In a meeting.” “Stuck in traffic.” I trusted him! But when I started trusting myself and asked my dear husband if he’d had an affair, he said, “Yes.” I believed him. That time, there was no mistake.
Photo Credit: Thomas Hawk
sharp story – it cuts
I also want to comment on the photo by Thomas Hawk – great choice of an illustration for the story and a powerful construction
Beautiful! & a cautionary tale.
Gorgeous distillation.
“Bless the soul who learns from her first [mistake].” Amen!
Wow! Great little story.