WARNING! LONG POST But real life story.. Worth reading…
I love eating Gardenia raisin toast”em with a sunflower spread. One morning I prepared toast”em with sunflower spread and ask hub to join me for breakfast.
The moment he saw the bread, he said something hurtful to me:”like that how to eat??! No egg no hotdog!!”
The tone was really bad and I dont know what has gotten to him. I went ahead and fried an egg for him. I later told him how crappy I felt for the way he spoke to me. I felt as if he was speaking to his servant.
Few weeks later, Hub forwarded an article to me and I would love to share with you all…..
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. That evening, mom placed a plate of eggs,
sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of dad.
I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed.
All dad did was reach for his biscuit, smiled at mom and asked 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 ate every bite.
When I got up from the table, I remember hearing mom apologize to 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 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.
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 to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
Because in the end, you are the master of your own life, to be happy or
unhappy, to be positive or negative.
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base
of any relationship , be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship.
Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket –
keep it in your own.
I relate the article to the earlier incident and I asked hub if he had read it. He said yes and he promised he will appreciate more and talk nicer even if I ever make him crappy breakfast again…
No one is perfect.. I am not perfect. I
Can only try my best and it would always be nice and encouraging to know one is being appreciated..