Sweet fortune
March 21, 2011 | Family,Food,Stuff
We went to a Chinese restaurant with friends we visited over spring break. The kids loved the food, and they really looked forward to getting fortune cookies. They had lots of questions about where the fortunes come from, who writes them, how do they think of them and how do they know who will get them. We conjured up a table with a bunch of wise, old folks sitting around it and writing fortunes for others they’ll never meet. (Yeah, we’re a bunch of romantics.)
They wondered if the fortunes in cookies were true and meaningful. I said, well, they can be, and I told them about the fortune I’ve carried for almost 10 years.
I’d just had lunch with my youngest brother. I was up visiting from Florida, just a couple of months after moving back to the States from Norway, hoping his second daughter would be born before I returned home. He looked at my fortune and said, of course, we know what that’s about, right? His baby. I said, aw, hell no. We know that one’s coming. This one’s about my baby.
A year later, almost to the day, my son was born. My dear, sweet boy … the child I wanted for so long.
I tend to crank up the superstition when things seem hopeless. So, yeah. That last one up there about hard work paying off? I’m hoping that has significant meaning soon. I think I’ll hold on to that one. We’ll see what happens.
March 21st, 2011 at 1:31 pm
Joaquin and I had Chinese take-out on one of our first dates. My fortune read: “He likes to flirt, but with you, his intentions are honorable.” That was 17 years ago. :-)
Keepin’ my fingers and toes crossed for you!
March 21st, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Oh, how cool is that? :)
March 23rd, 2011 at 5:34 pm
I love fortunes and fortune cookies! I save them all, and sometimes use them in my artwork. Very cool post, Becky, and I hope your future includes many more great fortunes!
March 24th, 2011 at 9:07 am
I read meaning into all of this stuff — my grandmother and mother got me started down this path as a kid, and they had so much fun with it I can’t help but keep it going. I even went to see an “intuitionist” (translate: psychic) last summer and it was a hoot. Loved it.
My fingers are crossed for your soon-to-be pay off for hard work…
March 24th, 2011 at 5:06 pm
Thanks, Cindy and Teri! :)