I happened to hear a conversation between a mother and a daughter while waiting for my flight to Paris. They were parting. The girl had to go to check-up, so the mom gave her a hug, and I could hear the woman say...
"I love you and I wish you get ENOUGH."
A girl was not surprised at all, and answered, "Your love is all I need, mommy. I wish you get enough too."
After saying this, the girl went to check up for her flight. Her mom leaned to the window next to me. I could see tears in her eyes, and she was about to burst with sobs. I did not want to intrude, but to my surprise, the woman was the first to talk.
"Have you ever said goodbye knowing it is for good?", she said.
"Yes, I did", I said. "But why do you think you are parting for good?"
"You know, I'm old", the woman sighed, "I think, the next time my daughter sees me will be at my funeral."
I was shocked at first. For some minutes I thought over this frightening confession told in simple words. Finally, I decided to inquire.
"Excuse me", I said. "Before leaving, you told your daughter 'I wish you get enough'. Could you tell, please, what it means?"
The woman smiled, "It's a tradition in our family, passed through generations. My parents would wish it to their friends and relatives. Saying 'I wish you get enough', we mean:
I wish you get enough sunshine to brighten your life.
I wish you get enough rainy days to appreciate the sunny ones.
I wish you get enough happiness to have spring in your soul.
I wish you get enough pain to be happy with the small mersies.
I wish you win enough to make your dream come true.
I wish you lose enough to appreciate every gift from life.
I wish you meet enough new people to get over the partings."
She finished. Then, feeling a lump at her throat, she muttered a quick goodbye and went away, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Her words, whose wisdom was yet to be understood, moved me so deeply. They say, you need a minute to meet the special person, an hour to recognise them, a day to love them and a lifetime to forget them…