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The Friday Morning Story
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Recently
I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments
together at the airport. The airline had announced her
departure and standing near the security gate, they hugged
and he said, "I
love you. I wish you enough." She
in turn said, "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 she left. He walked over toward 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 much too 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 for
many generations within my family. My parents used to say it
to everyone." He
paused for a moment, looking up as if trying to remember it
in detail, 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," he continued
and then turning toward me, he shared the following: 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-byes'. Then
he walked away. I
think too often we expect our lives to be perfect, taking for
granted all of the "inconveniences" that come our way. We all need to remember the bad things are as important as the blessings in life because they help to develop character. How
would we appreciate joys in life without sorrow? My friends, I wish you enough. Written by Bob Perks whose website is www.iwishyouenough.com
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