This week in her blog hop Pondering With A Purpose, Brenda asked what we do when things go wrong. She told a story about a Thanksgiving project that wasn't working out as planned. It reminded me of baking project from long ago...
It was the Saturday before Easter and my mom was in charge of bringing desserts to the holiday gathering of my father's family. My mom was a great baker, and make wonderful, beautiful cakes. Just for fun she decided that we should make small individual Easter bunny cakes for each person. We worked on the project all Saturday afternoon, with my sisters and I in charge of applying the coconut "fur", jelly bean eyes and nose, pipecleaner whiskers, and construction paper ears to each bunny once mom had frosted them.
By suppertime there were two large flat boxes on the dining room table, each containing about eighteen little bunny cakes. They were adorable and were so excited about bringing them to share!
The next morning after church, still dressed in our Easter dresses, we loaded the car for the ninety minute trip to my uncle's farm. My little sister, who was around eight or nine at the time, was eager to help, and attempted to carry one of the boxes of cakes to the car. The box slipped from her hands and fell upside down on the garage floor, leaving a jumble of broken bunnies in it's wake. Needless to say, she was inconsolable. She felt that she had ruined everything.
As disappointed as we all were, there was nothing that could be done about it, the bunnies were beyond repair. Mom, quick to the rescue, suggested that the remaining bunnies be given to each of the grandchildren, since there would be plenty of other desserts for the adults to enjoy. While it wasn't what we orginially planned, it worked out just fine. The bunny cakes were a hit, greatly enjoyed by our cousins and bringing smiles to everyone's faces. So in the end, despite the minor tragedy of the demise of one box of bunnies, the gathering went on as planned, food and desserts were plentiful, and everyone had a great time.
Life is so much like this, even when it comes to much bigger concerns than broken cakes. When something goes wrong, we can either fall apart, throwing a tantrum or dissolving a puddle of tears, or we can take a breath, assess the situation, and find a way to make the best of it and move forward. Panic solves nothing, it just upsets everyone around us. Giving up isn't the answer in most cases either (though there are times when the universe is trying to tell you that what you are attempting isn't good for you, and that's why it is not working out). Don't focus on fixing the blame, but rather on fixing the problem, decide what to do now.
Someone has to remain calm, keep a clear head, and come up with solutions. Look for the leader... if you don't see one... be one! As it is well said.... "If you are not part of the solution, you are part of the problem!" You are up to the task, the answers will come to you, the universe wants you to succeed! Take a moment to come to terms with what has happened, make a plan and then move forward. Don't forget to reach out to someone near you who is also struggling and help them along too!
Linking up with Brenda at Pondering With A Purpose
where this week's prompt is "disaster... or not"