What is Enough?

In keeping with the topic of one of my earlier posts, entitled “When is Enough, Enough?”  I reprinted the final lines of a lovely true story written and witnessed by Bob Perks some years ago. It is most likely familiar to you, but I include these few sentences from the story of a father bidding his daughter farewell at an airport, because it speaks so eloquently of “enough.” Mr. Perks witnessed the farewell, and spoke to the father, whose eyes were brimming, having parted from his daughter for what he knew, because of health challenges he was facing, would be the last time:“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,’ 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 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. I wish enough “Hello’s” to get you through the final “Goodbye.” He then began to sob and walked away.
Because this story has meant so much to me, I wanted to share it, and find some way to pass it on. Since I first posted this story, every one of my postings has closed, in some form or another, with a reminder to myself, and wishing all my readers enough. . .

15 thoughts on “What is Enough?”

  1. Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful story! The comment you posted on my blog made me curious as to where this wish comes from and I am glad I found out the lovely way the man phrased his life philosophy. In an indirect way, I grew up hearing this from my mother, who always urges me to have a balanced life. I am so saddened by all the people around us who seem to appreciate only happy experiences and who are completely focused on earning more, competing more and accumulating more things than they can use. I can say that I have learned that loss, rain and suffering can be very stimulating teachers and that sometimes not getting what you want is a great blessing in disguise.
    I wish you enough,

  2. Jerry Buckley said:

    This is perfect! It’s a concept I’ve always “circled the bulls-eye” of understanding, without putting it into such elegant and perfect nomenclature. I’ve re-posted your blurb, on my facebook page; lets see how many respond. You are a blessing in my life Paula, and yet we’ve never even met. Thanks again, for all your good critique and encouragement.

    Jerry Buckley

    • Have I taken long enough to reply? 😆 Thank you for your generous comment. Because of the rather loud noise of my writing “demands,” I am spending less and less time on Facebook and Good Reads. While I am the poorer for it in many ways, I have also been able to accomplish more in the writing department. It’s a trade-off, I suppose. how many comments did you get on FB?

      I wish you, as always, enough. . .

  3. This is so breathtakingly beautiful – Thank you so much for sharing 🙂

    I’m so glad creatingreciprocity included her in her top 8 posts, so I had a chance to stumple across this. -I really believe this is more than a one time read.

    I’m considering printing it out, framing it and putting close to my large hallway mirror.

    I think this is one of the things you have to remind yourself over and over again (to your face)

    Thanks again,

    🙂 K.

  4. Isn’t it better to have enough than too much. Too much isn’t wanted. Enough is appreciated. thank you for sharing. Julia

  5. Lovely.

    Your blog MMHS! Makes My Heart Smile 🙂

  6. Love this story Paula. I read on another blog this week with this status update:

    “What if you woke up today with only the things that you thanked God for yesterday?”

    I don’t have enough gratitude in my life…something to work on for sure.

    • My gratitude to you, Jeanne, for reading and taking the time to comment. You might be interested also in reading “When is Enough, Enough? It explains the concept of enough, and more of how I began to explore the whole topic. Adding to this is something my Mom asked me frequently, “Paula, if you were accused of being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?”

      Worth thinking about for all of us, because one of the hallmarks of Christianity is gratitude!

      • Julie George said:

        Paula: For me it was discovering “enough of trying to fix things”! It was my most freeing moment to discover it was ‘not my job’ to try to make everything okay. I don’t just dilly along of course, but I don’t impose my “fixing” so much. Easier for everyone, including me! Suppose this comes from being the oldest of two, taking care of little sister was admnonished from about five years old on. I was the “responsible” one who could always be counted upon to do whatever, to figure it out. Not a bad thing, but not always what is wanted or needed either. I stopped assuming when someone told me their problems that they were asking for advice, for a solution. All they wanted was a sympathetic ear. Have my compulsive fixing nearly conquered. Work in
        progress. Enjoy your spirit-filled daily bits of life very much. I find your honesty refreshing. Thank you, Paula.

        Julie George

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