Making Relations Special

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made dinner 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 dad did was reached 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: “Honey, 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!”

Moral: Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults – and choosing to celebrate each others differences – is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

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'76' Thoughts on a Story

  1. i like this story nice

  2. That was so amazing!

  3. Kimberly Reyes

    March 2, 2019 at 8:10 pm

    I love the story

  4. I took an exam with this story it was very easy and I found this story because I liked it very much

  5. The story is about true love never die, even though the body and soul had left but the sweet memories of the past will linger on.

  6. We all have soft corner for MOM, but many times we leave out the Father, well i am glad i had a excellent father who enjoyed being with the children, played with all of the 5 children and was never biased, but MOM was she loved her first child a boy and the elder daughter since she was a beauty, i being the third child was always given cold shoulder, the younger ones being small were loved……

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