When do I sleep, you ask? Well, I don't. I can sleep when I die. That brings me to my
point of inspiration for this post...
I came across a shared photo on Facebook with a story about an ailing mother
and her daughter saying goodbye
to one another after a visit. As the mother was very ill, she figured that
would be the last moment the two of them would spend together. They said to each other, "I wish you enough," which a stranger overheard. Later in the story, the stranger would ask the mother what that meant. The mother shared the following, which had been passed
down from generation to generation in their family:
"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-bye."
This was such an incredible passage. A friend of mine once told me he only eats until he is satisfied, at which point he has had enough. A lot of times in
life, we want it all, we want it now, and as a result, we become greedy. Instead, we should wish for simply
enough. After all, it is enough. Adequate, efficient.
Why do we
insist on having everything we can get our hands on, instead of what will suffice. Too much of anything is no good, they say. So why do we want it all? Why isn't enough enough? It should be. Starting today, I am striving for enough.
So I wish you enough. Because that's what dreams are made of.
