posted September 12, 2006 12:51 PM         

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.

I wish you all enough!!!

posted September 12, 2006 01:55 PM         

I kissed his forehead and held his hands but soon I had to go home.
He said.."See you whenever, but remember I love you".
I said see you whenever too and remember I love you too".
We hugged and said..."bye bye, I love you...and a week later he passed.
That last sweet smile and words still haunt me.
Last time I saw some folks the words from them were ugly.
My words were not ugly.
If you care about a person(s), NEVER part with things left unsaid and ugly words ringing in their ears.
Even if I am angry, if it is someone I care about and love, I NEVER let the last words be harsh ones.
One might not get the chance to make amends.

Another time I had this strong urge to write a grandmother I barely knew and tell her how big her grandson was getting. He was 6 months old then. She had recieved a letter from me and a phone call when he was born. But I never heard from her about it.

I just decided to send her an update and a few pictures.

Two days later I get a call that she had died.
Four days later I get a letter in the mail from her.
Dearest Granddaughter!
Oh what a sweet little gentleman he is!
I was ill when you sent me notice of his birth and recovering from a stroke. I have only been able to write again for about a month.
What a delight it is to hear from you!
I am sending the lovely pictures back to you because I do not want them tossed out when I am gone.
I am feeling well today and the sun is shining and I visted the family resting place today. I saw where I will rest in that small cemetary in the middle of a woods, (on private property now, but the new owners said I am welcome to be laid to rest there seeing it was our family plot). It was very peaceful. So dear Granddaughter you take care of that little darling and yourself. No needing to come down here just keep me in your heart and send a rose to put on my grave.
(I used to pick all her roses off her prize bush when I was little. It was a joke between her and I).

Well even though I did not get the letter until after her death, I had already sent a big spray of 36 red roses for her funeral. About the amount of roses I had plucked from her prize bush years before to give to her. But this time they had stems!
A few weeks later an Aunt wrote me.
She said Grandmother said no one had ever given her long stemmed roses in her life, and it would have made her so happy to know I did for her grave.

I was floored.
I wish I had known that so I could have sent such a thing when she was alive. I sent her happy flowers several times, but never roses.

So do things for those you love and say the things you want to NOW. Tomorrow might be too late.

posted September 12, 2006 02:13 PM         

Thank You Mirandee!

posted September 12, 2006 04:51 PM         

I also found it somewhat Ironic that the second I clicked on this Post "WishList" by pearl Jam came on. It was next on the playlist and I hadn't read this post yet...

"Wishlist"

I wish i was a Neutron bomb, for once i could go off.
I wish i was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.
I wish i was a sentimental ornament you hung on.
The christmas tree i wish i was the star that went on top.

I wish I was the evidence, i wish i was the grounds, for 50 million hands upraised and open towards the sky.

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish i was as fortunate, as, as fortunate as me.
I wish i was a messenger and all the news was good.
I wish i was the full moon shining off a Camaro's Hood.

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun.
I wish I was the suvenior you kept your house key on.
I wish i was the peddle brakes that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb to trust and never let you down.

posted September 13, 2006 06:56 PM         

I have been called a softy and a sucker in my life because I totally belive in this attitude, I'm glad to share it with you

What lovely synchronistic memories you've been left with

posted March 06, 2008 05:06 AM         

I wish you enough.

Simply beautiful.

posted March 06, 2008 10:55 AM         

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"To err is human, to forgive divine"
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