When I was about eight or nine, my mom burnt some toast.
One night that stood out in my mind is when she had made dinner for us after a very long and rough day
at work, She placed a plate of jam and extremely burned toast in front
of my dad. Not slightly burnt but completely blackened toast.
I was
just waiting to see if anyone noticed the burnt toast and would say
anything. But Dad just ate his toast and asked me if I did my homework
and how my day was. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I
do remember hearing my mom apologizing to dad for burning the toast. And
I’ll never forget what he said:
“Sweetie, I love burned toast.”
Later that night, I went to tell my dad good night and ask him if he
really liked his toast burned. He put his arm on my shoulder and said,
“Your momma put in a very long day at work today and she was very
tired. And besides, A burnt toast never hurts anyone but you know what
does? Harsh words!”
Then he continued to say “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 every other
human. 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 for 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.
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