Who Moved My Cheesecake?

"Life for me has been exactly what I thought it would be, a cake, which I have eaten and had too."
--- Margaret Anderson





Moments can be so simple. At times there seems to be so much there in that little space. It can pass by so unnoticed, as to mistake it for something insignificant. I had this thought as I watched a three year old boy cry. Everything happens for a reason I am told. Those tears flowed so easily and naturally down his face. This tiny little person is not at all afraid to cry when he feels sad. He cries like it is a fact of life without hiding his face or making any attempt to stop his tears.

I did not try to make this tough little person cry. Actually, I was attempting quite the opposite. The kids were all settled down with their sweeter carrot cake and the adults where getting busy ready to eat cheesecake. Three-year-old Pike smiled and demanded cheesecake with his sweet little muscle man manner and a giant smile. He was not wearing his baseball hat for a change today. He had never had cheesecake before so I thought it best to give him a little sampling first. Why lose an entire slice to his little rabbit nibble? He was upset at the tiny triangle served up on his plate and started to look teary.

This was a party, so I thought I would give him the whole slice. Certainly his father would be more than happy to double his own cheesecake rations. Pike's mother said, "No." Perhaps Dad was on a diet. All Pike could see, with his age three going-on-four brain, is that he had a little piece of cake and all of us had really big ones. I explained that if he liked a taste of this, I was ready and just waiting to serve him lots more! Sadly, no trial nibbles came, only tears.

There I sat watching the little guy cry at his pitiful little bit of cake and wondering if I should be out nibbling on something myself. Is there so much more out there just waiting to bust out at me once I give it a try? If I would only try that little sample, would there be so much more? Is all I need to do try a tiny morsel and cry out, "YES! This is good!"? Where the heck is my sample of cheesecake... Hiding in plain sight I suppose.