I loved you very much. You will always have a special place in my heart. I hope Moose will have some solid memories of you, I know Snake does. For now I'll cry when I think of you. When tears turn to bittersweet smiles, I won't miss you any less, just be more used to missing you.
Dad Joke
2 weeks ago
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Thoughts and prayers are with you, Officer Smith and the little ones during this difficult time.
*HUGS*
Saying goodbye is never easy.
Thank you both. *Hugs back* And to you, too, Aza.
today's post is just for you! :)
First, my apologies for this comment being 10 miles long. Second, I hate forwards and chain mail, I really do. I’m quick to rant and rave when folks forward me every, every piece of mail in their inbox. That being said, my dad sent me something this morning that made me think of people I’ve said goodbye to. It made me think of people I’ve read about saying goodbye to their loved ones. You and Officer Smith came to mind so I thought I’d share. Rather than junking up your inbox I figured I’d post it in your comments. I hope your family is fairing well all things considered.
I don’t know if this is true, even if it’s not the intention is lovely. Here’s what dad sent…
“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 wish you enough'.
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish 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?'.
'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'.
She began to smile. 'That's a wish 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 sh e 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'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear 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.
She then 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 then an entire life to forget them.”
Aza,
Thank you.
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