My Mom and I have been overly reflective as of late, but some good has come out of it. We'd read each other our fortune cookies and ponder the meanings or she'd look up our horoscopes and share its visions. Sometimes the fortunes made sense, other times they didn't, but on occasion it was if the stupid cookie had plunged to the depths of my soul, poked my brain, and strummed a little ditty on my heartstrings.
After all was read, said, and shared, I realized something...
I realized that I am in control of my life, a fact I sometimes overlook. Better yet, I'm in charge of my destiny, I'm in charge of my happiness, and I'm the one ultimately in charge of the way I feel, both toward myself, others, and the world. Make sense, right Mom? Then, just yesterday, I read a transcript of one of Barack Obama's recent speeches, to which he stated, "it is the responsibility of each individual to pursue their own happiness, whatever they perceive it to be."
You know what? He's right. My Mom's right. I'm right: Happiness can only be pursued and achieved. It won't wait around. Those who think happiness is a right, a government-controlled allowance, a free-for-all, is probably an unhappy person.
Take charge of your life. Take charge of your destiny.
Take charge of your happiness. Make it happen.
But do not eat the fortune cookie; empty calories.
