How often do you hear or say, "Oops, I made a mistake!"? I am queen of mistakes. Most of the time, I try to rectify them before they get too far gone but then again, sometimes, they are not to be corrected.
I look back on my marriage of 21 years. When I found out that it was over, I tried to figure out where the mistake was made. How come I couldn't figure out what lie I ahead over 21 years before so I wouldn't have even headed in the direction that I did in the first place? Then, I was reminded that without the 21 years, my beautiful daughters would have never been brought to my life. So, there is something beautiful that comes from what can often be viewed as a mistake.
I made another mistake the other day. Boo loves German Chocolate Cake. The REAL type of German Chocolate from scratch. Well, in a hurry to get it in the oven before Baby Boo discovered I was baking without her help, I forgot to put the whipped egg whites in the batter. I tried to figure out why I only needed two cake pans instead of three. Then, after the cakes began spilling over, and I saw the egg whites still sitting in the bowl, I recognized my mistake. The smoke alarm came on. We opened all the windows (in spite of it being pretty cold outside) and I apologized perfusely. But, then, something good came out of it. I took the lopsided, sunk in the middle mess out of the oven and continued to make the homemade frosting. Boo and I laughed at how it looked but he said, "It's not about the looks, it's what's on the inside." That's always been what he has told me since the day that he and I met. He doesn't look on the outside, only the inside.
I frosted the cake, laughed some more because trust me, it was an ugly cake. BUT, it tasted SO good! It had a brownie like texture on the outside with a moist, chewy chocolatey center. Boo was right...it was what was how it tasted that mattered.
So, this year...I'm going to grab ahold of my mistakes (I'm sure there will be plenty) and make those into something beautiful. I mean, why not? The greatest pieces of art are those with flaws.
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