As a youngster, I tore petals off a daisy to determine a boy's love for me. I left fate up to a flower. Does he love me? Will he love me? If the answer is no, try a new flower...
It was an innocent game in childhood, like popping off the head of a dandelion or holding a buttercup up to your chin to determine if you like butter to not.
One of the worst things we learn is to wait out something in the hopes that if we are just patient or loving enough, things will work out in our favor. We are not present because we are waiting for the uncertain future, and we miss the beauty that is always churning out before us.
Life teaches us so many lessons.