Pudding in the time
Growing up the fourth of five, my reality was chaos and hand-me-downs.
That changed each Sunday afternoon as we traveled the 30 minutes to Grandma’s.
Upon arrival, I got the best of what she had—which wasn’t much—and it was everything to me. There was no pecking order, no hurrying, no rationing.
A favorite experience was Grandma stationed next to the stove, her 5-foot frame and arthritic fingers patiently stirring over the low heat.
When the moment was right, she would pour the liquid gold into individual glass serving bowls to sit and cool.
In my boyhood world, Grandma Schlentz and her pudding was abundant love.
Such personalized care was a rare and beautiful gift—one that was worth the wait.
Now I see how she was modeling a key principle of success:
The stuff that matters is prepared over a slow simmer. You can’t microwave it.
What does the good stuff look like for you?
One key ingredient required from you is time.
The most important things in life, and work, are worth the wait.
They’ll take more time than you could ever imagine.
That’s what makes the results so sweet.