Since I was unwilling to cook on a cold winter evening, my dear husband picked up Chinese take-out for our supper. The paper in my fortune cookie read "Stop searching forever, happiness is just next to you."
As I sit beside my Beloved Bill, the smell of pipe smoke encircling us, I need not consider further. My "fortune" has come true. I am truly blessed. May you all have a wondrous night of blessings too.