I dont remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And Ill 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 long hard day at work today and shes real tired. And besides... a burnt biscuit never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things... and imperfect people. Im not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What Ive 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. So...please pass me a biscuit. And yes, the burned one will do just fine! And please pass this along to someone who has enriched your life... I just did! Life is too short to wake up with regrets... Love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who dont.
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 04:26:08 +0000
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