Recently   I                            overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments                            together  at the airport. They had                             announced the departure.
Standing                             near the security gate, they hugged and the                              Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you                             enough.'
The daughter replied,                             'Dad, our life together has been  more than                             enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish                            you enough, too, Dad.' 
They                            kissed and the daughter left.  The Father walked                             over  to the window where I was seated.                            Standing  there I could see he  wanted and                            needed to cry. I  tried not to intrude on his                            privacy,  but he  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,' he said.                        
'When you  were saying good-bye, I                            heard you say, 'I wish   you enough.' May I ask                            what that  means?'
He began  to                            smile. 'That's a wish  that has been handed down                            from other   generations. My parents used to say                            it to  everyone..' He  paused a moment and                            looked up as  if trying to remember it in                             detail, and he  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, he  shared the following                            as if he were  reciting it  from                            memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your                            attitude bright no matter how grey  the day may                             appear.
I                              wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even                             more.
I wish you enough happiness                             to keep your spirit alive  and                             everlasting.
I wish you enough pain                             so that  even the smallest of joys in life                            may  appear 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.                            
He 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;                            but then an entire  life to forget                            them.
To all                            my friends and loved ones ... I wish you enough, and a                            very healthy, happy and awesome 2010!!
This is so powerful. It is how we all feel but do not have the courage to say to those we love. I am going to save this post and tack it to my screen!
ReplyDeleteI'm not normally one for feel-good sentiments, but this one spoke to me. I'm glad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteWow, I am in tears. Congrats on POTW mention at Hilary's.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I wasn't the origin of this; it came from my wife, who received it from an unknown source. It seems to speak to everyone.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I don't know what 'Hilary's' is.
A lovely story. Thank you. By the way, you have been mentioned as a post of the week at The Smitten Image. That's what "Hilary's" is. Go there and you'll see. I didn't understand when she mentioned me once, either.
ReplyDeleteHuh. Wish I knew who originated it, so that I could credit them, and simply bask in the reflected glory.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cricket.
Thanks, Daryl - I appreciate it.
ReplyDeleteAnd Tabor? Thanks for kicking all of this off.