I wish you enough
Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together.
They 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,
"Daddy, our life together has been more than enough.
Your love is all I ever needed.
I wish you enough, too, Daddy."
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 goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied.
Saying that brought back memories I had of
> > expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me.
Recognizing that his days were limited,
I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me.
So I knew what this man was experiencing.
"Forgive me for asking,
but why is this a forever goodbye?" I asked.
"I am old and she lives much too far away.
I have challenges ahead and
the reality is,
the next trip back would be for my funeral," he said.
"When you were saying goodbye 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 for a
moment and looking up as if trying to remember it in detail, he smiled even more.
"When we said
'I wish you enough, he continued and 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.
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. "Hello's"
to get you
through the final
"Goodbye."
He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends, I wish you enough!
Mechanic & Doctor]
Mechanic and The Doctor
Mechanic was removing the cylinder heads from a
car when he spotted a famous heart surgeon in his
shop who was standing off to the side,
waiting for
the service manager to come take a look at his car.
The mechanic shouted across the garage,
"Hello
Doctor!
Please come over here for a minute."
The famous surgeon,
a bit surprised,
walked over to
the mechanic.
The mechanic straightened up,
wiped
his hands on a rag and asked argumentatively,
"So
doctor, look at this.
I also open hearts, take
valves out, grind 'em, put in new parts,
and when I
finish this
will work as a new one.
So how come you get the big
money,
when you and me is doing basically the same
work?"
The doctor leaned over and whispered to the
mechanic,
"Try to do it when the engine is running."
