_I bought a fortune cookie with my lunch today. They sell them at a Thai place in the food court where I work. It’s something I do maybe once or twice a year that brings me back to when I was a kid and we’d order Chinese food for dinner. I remember that being my favourite part of the meal. For me, it wasn’t just about the fortune; I actually love the taste of the cookie too. They’ve got the right balance of crunchiness and sweetness and they’re individually wrapped so you feel special eating one. At least I did (and still do).
After finishing my lunch, I decided it was time to open the cookie. Tearing open the plastic wrapper, I turned to my friends Isabel and Michèle and said, “This fortune is the most important one I’ll ever read.” I didn’t know why I said it, but it felt right.
It was a struggle for me to finally crack the cookie in half (blame my frail, arthritic hands) but it eventually split in two. My jaw dropped. Disbelief. Shock. And then came the huge realization: my fortune cookie was fortuneless.
Considering the grand statement I made before opening the cookie, the lack of fortune struck me as eerily appropriate. Here I was placing my luck, fortune and future on a piece of paper stuffed into a mass-produced cookie made of flour, eggs whites and sugar, when really the only answers I’m going to find are right inside me.
The experience made me laugh, but it also reminded me how important it is to take your life into your own hands. We aren’t lucky or unlucky. Life happens and it’s what you do with the opportunities you’re presented with that counts. So don’t wait for your fortune cookie to seal your fate, go out and write your own luck. And while you’re at it, try baking your own cookies :).