Fortune Cookies

When I was going through infertility, I would put faith in strange things. One of them - fortune cookies. Yep, my dirty little secret is out. Even worse is when I became pregnant, I paid attention to them more. Cue the rolling of Grant's eyes. One of the only things I could eat with Mason was Thai soup. My favorite restaurant had no air conditioning and even when it was 95 degrees, I would be eating Thai soup there - sweating. I would carefully take home every fortune and tape them into his pregnancy journal believing that somehow they would help my baby come to term, be healthy, etc. Nolan was the same and cancer was no different. After diagnosis, John, my neighbor, came home with a bag of fortune cookies. I saved every fortune. I read them all and saved them all. I don't know what I am going to do with them, but the are safe in my cancer spot in my study. There are too many of them to list here, but they say things like, "You will enjoy financial freedom." Whoop tee do. "You will live a long and happy life." Check - their lips(?) to God's ears. "People enjoy your company." Well that would have to be bookclub or scrapbooking because I don't do anything else anymore! You know.....fortune cookies. Well, Mason has always loved Asian food (not like he has a choice), but today he opened up two fortune cookies that said, "Your heart is pure, and your mind clear, and your soul devout." and "You will enjoy good health and financial independence." There are two for the scrapbook. Crap now I am saving them for him! Happy Monday, Ang