I almost shamefully admit that I’ve become quite sugar-addicted somewhere between my last trimester and my current motherhood moments. I think about dessert daily, and I am making an extreme effort to exercise moderation, of course! Nevertheless, when one of my oldest (and favorite) Nursing clients from the College of Nursing at Prairie View A&M recommended we meet at Grace’s recently (which I’d passed many times, but had never been), I couldn’t help but indulge in the decadent chocolate cake that peered seductively at my table.
It was perfectly molded. I could see from a distance that the sponge like texture had just the right resistance, and the aroma was intoxicating. Warm, chocolate ganache cascaded over its luxurious crown, accented with ripened raspberries that were gently kissed by herbaceous mint leaves. When I finally took a bite, I was in disbelief. Its deliciousness was unparalleled, but I expected less – because on the menu, it was deemed “flourless.”
Like many of my contemporaries, I’m from the era that feels items with traditional ingredients missing taste slightly different; at times, a little off, at others not quite right, and at worst, simply sub-par. Nevertheless, I recalled that there are occasions when flour yields rather undesirable results for a significant part of the population. Apparently, it created enough of a dilemma that certain individuals were determined to create an admirable option – tantamount in culinary delight.
Their diligence is delectable.
I realized that often, the things that we don’t like are what encourage us to make changes. Should they not? In the workplace, we call them evaluations. We weigh them against our standards to determine if the results are the best. If they’re not, we try again; use different approaches, re-examine procedures. In our lives, we opt to work harder; use greater insight, seek wise counsel. Why? Because we are convinced that improving our efforts will lead to a better situation. And when we do that with consistency, I call that diligence.
Through the diligence of a patient pastry artist unknown to me, a flourless chocolate cake emerged that tastes perhaps even better than its predecessor. The quality of this taste for me, was more than a sweet treat, it was a delicious reminder that diligence is its own reward. If you have a goal, a desire, an objective – that hasn’t quite turned out like you wanted just yet – don’t stop trying. If necessity is the mother of invention, displeasure is the father of innovation.
Let your challenges catalyze your dreams. #catchthemwhenyoucan
Caption: A double dose of sweetness, decadence and diligence. #howsweetitis