if the cake is bad, what good is frosting?

​This is part one of a short three part fortune cookie series I want to do.  I got the idea while my mom was in town last week, we went to Formosa right off of College Park Rd and of course we couldn't leave without fortune cookies. 

Fortune #1: If the cake is bad, what good is the frosting. 

So I took this to mean a few things. My first thought was if a person is no good, what is the point of speaking highly of them? Why cover for their mistakes and lies if at their core they are a mean person. This was probably the first though for me because it's a situation that has unfortunately fallen into my lap as of late. Finding that someone close to you who you thought highly of, is not as great of a human as you wanted them to be. Not to say that just because someone makes a mistake that they are instantly a bad human. But if the pattern of behavior makes them such, then you are not the one at fault for seeing them for what they really are. It's an unsavory state of affairs when you find that someone you love and admire is not who you thought they were. But that is a fact of life, and without people like that- we can't grow.

I also thought of work ethic. So often I find that people make themselves out to be more than what they really are. I will be honest- I am just getting started in my career, I am at the bottom of the food chain. With that being said I am with one of the top teams in the Tri-County area, so I can't be doing too bad. But there are times where I see someone try to make out how much/hard they work, and really its not true. I've seen someone make themselves sound so much more important in their job than what they really are. 
You should always have pride in what you do. No matter what. But also be honest, just because this is where you are now, doesn't mean this is your destination. You have so much room to grow.

Lastly, I thought of myself. If at my core the cake is no good, what really IS the point in frosting? At the end of the day, I need to make sure I am taken care of. Not just food in my belly and shoes on my feet, but my well-being...Me. What good does the smile, the make up, the clothes, the one liners do if I'm not up to par. It got me thinking of all the other moms, and wifes out there who have so much more on their plate than I. I'm not a mom, nor will I try to pretend to be one, but if there is one thing I do know, it's that we all need time. We all need a moment to breath and check in on ourselves. You aren't selfish for having a glass of wine with dinner, you aren't selfish for hitting that snooze button every now and then. Everyone needs something. So take that something- whatever it may be and do it! Write, take up photography, draw, cuss a little (it always makes me feel better). Do what makes your insides warm and fuzzy. Because it's those things that we need as humans that make you... you.