I went out for an impromptu vietnamese food date with my husband this week. The food was delicious, the company was fantastic, but I almost feel like the best part of the meal was the fortune cookie. I love fortune cookies because I think they’re tasty, but mostly because I ejnoy getting the fortunes. This has to be one of the best fortunes I’ve gotten in a long time:
I think I like it so much because it is more of an instruction than a fortune. It’s kind of bossing me to do something, and not just anything, but to do the things that I am most hesitant to do. And, it’s not just telling me what to do, it’s telling me that I will do it… maybe that’s the “fortune” part of it.
The best part of this fortune, however, is that I’ll be taking chances and I’ll be happy about it. I’d like to think that means I’ll be making good decisions and reaping good benefits. That idea really boosts my confidence, because I usually avoid taking chances for the fear of things not going the way I want. I know that’s a bad attitude to have, but it’s a true one for me (never try, never fail…). The truth is, the fear of failing makes it difficult for me to take the chances that I really should take.
This was a good time for me to find this fortune in my cookie. I need to gain some confidence right now. I need to do the things that I am always afraid to do. I need to learn that good things will never happen unless I make them happen. I need to realize that it’s okay if I fail every once in a while: I’ll learn from that too, and for that, I’ll be glad.
So, I may have cracked open a cheap cookie and found a small piece of paper with a randome phrase on it. It may just be what you do for fun after eating asian food. But this time, I took it to heart. I needed to take it to heart.