When
I was a little child, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner
every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she
had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening
so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely
burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if
anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile
at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what
I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter
and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
When I got up from the table that evening, I
remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the
biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Baby, I love burned
biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night
and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped
me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today
and she's real tired. And besides - a little burned biscuit never
hurt anyone!"
You know, life is full of imperfect
things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or
cook.. What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept
each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other
differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a
healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
So, please, pass a biscuit, and, yes, the burnt one will do just fine! Life is too short to wake up with regrets. Love the people who treat you right and forgive those who don't.
APPRECIATE THOSE LOVED ONES WHOM GOD GIVES YOU... THEY DO NOT LIVE FOREVER AND NEITHER DO YOU!
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