This week while skimming social media, I came across a short piece called, “I Wish You Enough.”
When I read the story, it made me sit and ponder life. The many times that the casual “good-bye” was an actual final “good-bye.”
“I Wish You Enough,” was featured in a “Chicken Soup For The Soul” book at one time. There seems to be some doubt as to who actually wrote it.
“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 “Good-bye.”
I faltered a lot this week, suspect that it’s burnout from COVID Quarantine and Political PTSD. Not very creative, not very productive, not very much of anything.
Days run into days, weeks pass, it’s coming up on a year since The Pandemic came, stayed and hovers.
So, always looking for something to focus upon, I found myself more focused on the neighbor’s new dog that barks and barks and barks and barks.
I realized that it makes me sad to see their new dog, alone in his yard, barking for his sister which was recently given away. Barking for attention, which he gets little of, barking to be known, that he is indeed, here. A new dog, next door, barking during my lessons, my recordings, my writings.
I want to go to him, but he is not mine and things have been a little dicey between my neighbors and me, perhaps my Biden sign is to blame.
That being said, as the dog just stopped his 5-hour barking marathon and Basura Cat is upon my lap, I shall share this week’s song, “I Wish You Enough,” Because I do, wish you enough upon this night. #girlwithguitar
