Humility… it’s a bit like a humble pie, isn’t it? No, not the kind you’re forced to eat after making a fool of yourself at the office party, but a more delightful variety.
Imagine a pie (or in my case, flan), subtly sweet, not too flashy, with a crust that’s just crisp enough to remind you it’s there. This pie doesn’t scream for attention in the bakery window—it’s the one you discover and keep coming back to because, well, it’s just that satisfying.
But… before we slice into this metaphorical pie, let’s preheat the oven of our minds, shall we?
Let me tell you about my oldest son.
This kid is like the living embodiment of that pie—unassuming yet remarkable in his own way. He’s always looking out for his younger brother, tending to his needs like a seasoned chef attends to his signature dish. He makes sure his little brother is taken care of—doing favors for him as naturally as breathing.
One day, curious about this selfless culinary dance, I asked him, “Why do you always help him out?”
His response was as simple and profound as the secret ingredient in a family recipe: “Why not?”
In those two words, he served up a slice of humble pie that could put any pastry chef to shame.
You see, in his actions, my son taught me the true essence of humility. It’s not about being the loudest or the flashiest in the room. It’s not about having the most ornate pie with the flakiest crust. It’s about quietly doing what needs to be done, simply because it’s the right thing to do—no fanfare needed.
His humility wasn’t a loud proclamation—it was a quiet, consistent presence, like the steady warmth of an oven that’s always on.
In that moment, I realized that humility is less about thinking less of yourself and more about thinking of yourself less.
It’s about making sure everyone gets a slice of the pie, not just keeping the biggest piece for yourself.
It’s about understanding that life’s pie is best enjoyed when shared, and sometimes, the quietest flavors are the ones that resonate the most.
So, let’s all try to be a bit more like that humble pie—or better yet, like my son, serving up kindness without expecting a standing ovation. After all, the best slices of life are those shared in the spirit of ‘why not?’