There was just one more box to be packed as I cleaned out my office. My mind was going over the fond memories of seven years when I heard a gentle knock. Our newest intern was at the door. “You were doing so well, sir”, she said “why did you then decide to leave us?”.

I gathered my thoughts for a minute and replied softly “How else would I have realized how much I was appreciated here?”

Sitting in the auditorium. In less than half an hour, I go on stage as the commencement speaker for Fulton Science Academy High School graduation ceremony. Looking around, I am much more nervous than the students or the organizers.

I keep telling my mind to imagine the audience as naked and my mind keeps telling me back “Oh! Yeah? What if they think the same about you?”. And I get even more nervous 🙂

This year a new shoot has cropped up right next to where a dead twig fell off the tree last year.

“The old order changeth yielding place to new
And God fulfills himself in many ways
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.”

(King Arthur to Sir Bedivere, “Idylls of the King”, Alfred Tennyson)

“I wish you enough!”©
By Bob Perks
I never really thought that I’d spend as much time in airports as I do. I don’t know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I’m not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports.

I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to “hello” and “goodbye.”I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you.

I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye.

Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day.

On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, “How are you today?” I replied, “I am missing my wife already and I haven’t even said goodbye.”

She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, “How long will you…Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!” We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye.

But I learn from goodbye moments, too.

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 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,’ 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.

My friends, I wish you enough!

It is all about the sensationalism. Unfortunately they cater to us – so obviously we buy this kind of news.

Checkout the online version of CNN and USA Today. There is a prominent news article of a cop in Texas who shot a 93-year old. I did not even open it after reading the headline.

I found on FB about a different cop incident. I searched on Google. Not a single hit came from CNN or USA Today. Here is the top link I got.

I really really wish I could get a little more coverage on these kind of news…

It is scary how all the stuff that I have gathered around me takes up all my time, peace and focus.

My stuff and me. Who owns whom?

Can’t remember whether this haiku was by Masahide or his teacher Basho –

“Since my house burned down,
I now own a better view
Of the rising moon”