Enough

For some reason today I have been very emotional, Maybe it was from watching TJ at Mr. Matador last night, maybe it was my heart wanting to break because he didn’t win (in my book he did!) and I knew how much he wanted it so my heart ached for him… maybe it was because I realized, no matter how old they get, they are ALWAYS our babies… On my drive in to work this morning this song made me think of my brother Ernie, ‘Save a place for me’… and I thought of all the times I drove up to Mom’s to pick up Noah, drop something off or read something they got in the mail… seeing him on the porch with his cats… in a hurry to get to the next place I needed to be, him running up to the car to see Noah, even if only for a moment… and oh how my heart hurt again, wishing I could go back in time to get down and sit on that porch with him and let him enjoy watching Noah play. I can say it over and over but never enough, yes enough… life is so short… we need to slow down because we are not guaranteed tomorrow… and when we look back… it is those “if only’s” that we play over and over again in my head…

Big thanks to Steph for sending this to me… AND wishing everyone ENOUGH

ENOUGH:
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 pray you enough.'

The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I pray 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?'

'Well...I'm not as young as I once was, she lives so far away & has her own busy life. I have some challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.

'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I pray you enough.' May I ask what that means?'

She began to smile. 'That's a prayer 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 pray you enough,' we wanted 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 pray you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I pray you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I pray you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I pray you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I pray you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I pray you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I pray you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye..

Then, she 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 an entire life to forget them..

TAKE TIME TO LIVE......

To all my friends and loved ones,
I PRAY YOU ENOUGH...