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We live in a demanding world in which we expect everything to be just right. We lose patience, criticize imperfections, and forget to appreciate those who love and care for us day in and day out. In case you haven't seen this essay, I thought I would pass it along as a little reminder. I have my mother-in-law to thank for sending it to me.
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 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 ugly burned biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing... Never made a face nor uttered a word about it!
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 every now and then."
Later that night, I went to kiss my dad good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Mama put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides—a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!"
As I've grown older, I've thought about that many times. Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not the best at much of 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 other's faults— and choosing to celebrate each other's differences—is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. --Author unknown
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