By Vasudha Seth
When I was a kid, my mom would prepare
special breakfast every now and then. And I remember one night in particular,
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: 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 burnt biscuit never hurt anyone! 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.
else.
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.
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