To All of MY Women Friends: (from an email forwarded by my sister)

I Wish you Enough! (AND then some!)
   
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their
last moments
together at the airport. They had announced the
departure.

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 was seated. 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 as if she were
reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no
matter how gray
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.

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 but then an entire
life to forget them.

luvyakat