Something About Baseball Which Isn’t Really About Baseball
No one bats a thousand. At least, that’s what I’m told. Not a fan of baseball.
And yes, I’m from Arizona.
Anyway, sometimes it’s bad timing. Other times it’s lack of foresight. And sometime it’s just simply being human and dumb. Whatever the case may be, how you set out to handle a mistake is everything.
Equally important is how you handle when someone wrongs you. When it happens, you have two options. Well, three. You could ignore it. But that’s really not an option, is it? No matter how much we would like it to be.
So, we’re back to two options:
Option 1: You can be resentful and share it with the world. Let’s face it, anger impacts us, whether we like it or not. Either your relationship with the individual will change, and not for the better. Or you will set out to destroy their reputation—purposely or otherwise.
Option 2: You can confront the individual and give them the option to make things right.
Option 2 is not a second chance. It’s acknowledging no one is flawless. In my opinion, second chances come after that acknowledgment.
I find it funny how often people don’t consider Option 2. It’s somehow easier to stir up trouble, be angry, and destroy relationships.
So when someone does step up and tell me how they’re feeling, I genuinely respect that. It’s a good option. But most importantly, it’s a reflection of them as a person. How I handle that new information is a reflection of me.
Next time you have the urge to run off with something horrible someone did, to shout it to the world or whisper it to your confidant, stop and think if you have that person a chance to correct it. Otherwise, the problem is yours.
Happiness is a choice.