“Good news will come to you from far away.”
On the day my dad died, I drove home from work and stopped into our favorite Chinese restaurant for take-out food. As you can imagine, I just didn’t feel like cooking. The meal was delicious as always, and when I opened up my fortune cookie I read, “Good news will come to you from far away.”
My mouth gaped open in shock at first. What a fortune cookie to get on that particular day, when it was anything but good news. Yet my dad has always had quite an unusual and wry, even rude sense of humor, and this would have been just like him. I shook my head in disbelief, smiled and saved the fortune cookie message.
This was in 1997, almost 20 years ago. I continued to go to this restaurant frequently for the next 5 years but never got that fortune cookie message again.
Then in late 2001, I met Michael and fell head over heels in love with him. I’d moved away from the area at that point, but eventually we made the long drive and treated ourselves to dinner at the same Chinese restaurant. I shared with him over hot and sour soup, egg rolls and other delicious dishes including the best egg foo yung ever, that I really wished he would have met my father – they would have definitely hit it off together. I imagined how both their wits and senses of humor would have connected, and especially how Michael, the come-back King of all time, would have skillfully bantered with my dad. My dad truly respected someone who could deftly spar verbally with him. In fact, when he and his second wife (not my mother) got married, we joked that their wedding vows should include the promise to “love, honor and bicker in perpetuity.”
Imagine my surprise when I opened my fortune cookie and for the first time since my dad’s passing, found the SAME message received years previously. “Good news will come to you from far away.” I couldn’t speak and was quite choked up, even in tears. That was not exactly how I liked to present myself to the new love of my life. I wasn’t quite in the “it’s ok to be vulnerable” space with him just yet. However, it was apparent to both of us that my dad and/or his sense of humor was quite present during dinner, and perhaps he did have the pleasure of meeting Michael after all. I took it as a good sign that Michael and I would indeed be very good together.
Ok, so fortune cookies speak to me. Apparently, the angels definitely like communicating in this forum, at least with me.
I remember attending my going-away luncheon at work, and being the only one to receive a fortune cookie message, “A new job is in the offering.” And I remember getting a fortune cookie with the message, “You have a calm and unassuming manner.” Well, that wasn’t me (or so I thought) so I asked for another fortune cookie, and got the same message; I didn’t ask for another one. And when I was running a life purpose workshop and had created fortune cookie messages, everyone chose exactly the right message for them. Including me – mine was “Forgive yourself. Then act as though you truly are forgiven.” There seems to be something divine percolating through in those messages.
Another time, when I was having a depressing challenge connecting with the joy in life, I drove to downtown Issaquah. First I saw a license plate including the word, “Joy” on it. Then I browsed around a metaphysical bookstore where I saw flyers advertising “Linda Joy’s” offerings and drew a fortune cookie message offered in a dish; it said “Joy is the feeling of grinning on the inside.” I went to the library after that, and as I walked in the door, there was Martha Beck’s book, “The Joy Diet” in front of me. So I got my “joy” reminders that day!
So I was with my best college roommate friend some years later, celebrating the 4th of July weekend together. We treated ourselves to dinner at a Chinese restaurant (different place – 100 miles away), and I was commenting to her how it was July 3rd that day, which was my dad’s birthday and sometimes I still missed him. Yes, you know what’s coming – my fortune cookie message was practically the same, something like “Good news from afar can bring you a welcome visitor.”
You can’t make this stuff up. I loved getting my “good news” messages!
There were only a few times in the 19 years when I got other messages such as “You will hear good news today” and “An unexpected phone call will bring good news” and “Good things will come to you in due time.” I always smiled and quietly said hi to my dad. And I saved all the little slips of paper.
In 2016, Michael and I decided to move to Ecuador. This move was quite a leap of faith, as we were both officially retiring from the corporate world, we had little idea what was going to really happen next, and we were anticipating our upcoming adventure with joy and some wariness. Even though, a fortune cookie message had declared, “You are going to have a very comfortable retirement.”
I drove up to Bellingham to say good bye and visit with my best friend again. Along with another couple (we had all been college friends many years ago) and their son, we went to a Chinese restaurant, to celebrate this new adventure. I hadn’t had one of those auspicious fortune cookie messages for many years. As we were all choosing our fortune cookies, my best friend and I looked at each other, in memory of what had happened in years past. I was last to choose. This time, my message read, ‘Good things come in invisible packages. You will be delighted.” We were both kind of shocked and stunned.
I was so grateful for that wonderful reminder that there’s “something” out there that is caring for us, and sending us confidence and love and “atta girl’s.” Whether it’s my dad, or guardian angels, or God, it works for me. I loved getting that last message, so serendipitously, just before we embarked on our Ecuadorian adventure.