A good take on the issue of maturing.

Either we learn the lesson, or we’ll carry it with us, for as long as it takes to get it, wether it will be six or forty-four years or anything in between.

Well said. I would add that sometimes it may even not happen when we die.

And all it takes is just one moment. One choice. The one to learn and grow.

Here I disagree. While a moment of realization does happen and happen to all people, I am certain, this moment is easily being forgotten again. Many distractions and also a huge pull towards confirmation about "my sad childhood", "my neglecting father", "my traumatic experience" and so forth. I see fifty, sixty and older folks still talking about their "loveless parents" or their "toxic relationship". The opposite of having matured out of it.