{"id":64859,"date":"2024-01-02T15:52:25","date_gmt":"2024-01-02T08:52:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alternatech.net\/?p=64859"},"modified":"2025-02-13T14:59:39","modified_gmt":"2025-02-13T07:59:39","slug":"burned-biscuits-touching-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/burned-biscuits-touching-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Burned Biscuits – Touching Story"},"content":{"rendered":"
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 dinner after a long, hard day at work.\n I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all dad did was reached for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don\u2019t remember what I told him that night. But I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!\n When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I\u2019ll never forget what he said: \u201cHoney, I love burned biscuits.\u201d\n 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, \u201cYour Momma put in a hard day at work today and she\u2019s real tired. And besides \u2013 a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!\u201d\n Moral: Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I\u2019m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I\u2019ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults \u2013 and choosing to celebrate each others differences \u2013 is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.\n 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 dinner 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\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":65282,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"none","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"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...","_seopress_robots_index":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[642],"tags":[651,649],"class_list":{"0":"post-64859","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-moral-story","8":"tag-burnedbiscuits","9":"tag-touchingstory"},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/Burned-Biscuits-Touching-Story.png","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64859","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64859"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64859\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":112751,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64859\/revisions\/112751"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/65282"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64859"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64859"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/justmetalking.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64859"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad.\n
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