I read this on facebook on someone's page and
wanted to share with you.
When I was a kid, my Mom liked to cook food and every now & then I
remember she used to cook for us.
One night in particular when she had made dinner after a long hard day
at work, Mom placed a plate of bread jam and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I was waiting to see if anyone
noticed the burnt toast. But Dad just ate his toast and asked me how was my day
at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember I
heard Mom apologizing to dad for burning the toast.
And I'll never forget what he said:
"Honey, I love burned toast."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night
and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned.
He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your
momma put in a long hard day at work today and she was really tired. And
besides, A burnt toast never hurts anyone but harsh
words do!" You
know, 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.
What I've learned over the years, is that learning
to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences,
is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting
relationship.
Life is too short to wake up with regrets. Love
the people who treat you right and have compassion for the ones who don't.
ENJOY
LIFE NOW.
It has an expiry date.:)
It has an expiry date.:)
What you say Ruch?
Dearest Mon,
ReplyDeleteI love it, in all its simplicity, the 'Dad' was teaching his child, (and us all) a very lovely lesson. Will post something for you tonight!
XXXs n hugs,
yours
Ruchi