Monday, April 21, 2014

I WISH YOU ENOUGH


1 A Peaceful Warrior / by vivek / 20 hours ago

I WISH YOU ENOUGH

Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in
their last moments together at the airport as the
daughter's departure had been announced.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and
the mother said:
"I love you and I wish you enough."
The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has
been more than enough. Your love is all I ever
needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." They kissed
and the daughter left.
The mother walked over to the window where I sat.
Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed
to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she
welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say
good-bye to someone knowing it would be
forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for
asking but why is this a forever good-bye?"
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have
challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip
back will be for my funeral," she said.
When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say,
"I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been
handed down from other generations. My parents
used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment
and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail
and she smiled even more.
"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were
wanting the other person to have a life filled with
just enough good things to sustain them". Then
turning toward me, she shared the following,
reciting it from memory,
"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude
bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit
alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in
life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you
possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the
final good-bye."
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person.
An hour to appreciate them. A day to love them.
And an entire life to forget them.

The author of this piece is Bob Perks.
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