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Post from a friend.

My Grand Mother always cooked tasty food. But one day, she put a burnt pie in front of my Grandpa.

Not just a little burnt, but black as coal.

I waited to see what my Grandpa would say.

But he just ate the pie and asked how my day was.

Then i heard my Grand Mother apologize to him for his dinner.

I'll never forget his response.

"Dear, i like your pie."

Later, i asked him if he had told the truth.

He put his arm on my shoulder and said, "Your Grandma had a tough day at work."

"She was tired."

"The burnt pie didn't harm me but, a sharp word could have hurt her."

We all make mistakes.

We shouldn't focus on mistakes but, support those we love.

That's the secret of long and happy relationships...

Aroha ki ngā kuia, me ngā whānau.

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