Ok, no, no, I am not really off to Paris. I wish. But I think it is soooo COOL that you can send a postcard from Paris, New York, Lourdes, or my personal favorite, Cote d’Azur. The pictures of Cannes are gorgeous – I loved that city. Clean, crisp, bright – blue, blue water (hmmmm… maybe that’s why it is named the blue coast?) and white sand. And the flowers! Against all the blue, the colors just pop out at you. Paris was wonderful, don’t get me wrong – but Cannes was amazing. Someday I will have to dig out my photos from way back (10 years ago!) and scan them so I can post them here.
Miss Cleo and Katherine Harris
Miss Cleo is being sued for FRAUD! Can you believe someone would think that Miss Cleo is a fraud? I mean, how on earth could they think that? 🙂
Katherine Harris is going to run for the US Congress seat in Florida. I am considering moving to Florida just so I can vote against her. Only Duhhhbya himself sends stronger chills through my bones. That woman gives me the creeps.
I wish you enough…
My mom sent this to me tonight, and I had to share. It was very moving for me after having the chance to see my grandparents a few weeks ago. They seem to have become so old and frail in the two years that I didn’t get to see them. While I hope it was not our final goodbye, I fear it might just have been…
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Recently, an airline ticket agent overheard an elderly father and his 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, ” Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, dad.” They kissed and she left.
He walked over toward the window near the agent. Standing there the agent could see he wanted and needed to cry. The agent didn’t want to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed her in by asking, “Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?”
“Yes, I have,” she replied. Saying that brought back memories she had of expressing her love and appreciation for all her dad had done for her when he left for the most effective senior care services that were far away. Recognizing that his days were limited, she took the time to tell her dad face to face how much he meant to her. So, she knew what this man was experiencing. “Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?” she asked.
“I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead, and the reality is, the next trip back will be for my funeral”, he replied.
“When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, ‘I wish you enough.’ May I ask what that means?”, she asked.
He began to smile. “That’s a wish that has been handed down from three 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.
Turning toward the agent, 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 you enough “hello’s” to get you through the final “good-bye.”
He then began to cry, and walked away.
To all of my friends, “I wish you enough.”
Oops … where’s my skirt?
Brittney cited by the Fashion Police. My goodness, that’s not a dress, that’s a shirt!!! Put on some clothes!
Last week I bought a cow hide rugs from fur source and I really like them, I highly recommend.
And I thought I had it bad…
When I was let go (laid off, fired … whatever) I had no warning. I packed my things and left the same day. Today Chelsey’s boyfriend found out that he is going to be laid off from Compaq. Oh, but by the way … he has work through October 29 under an extreme deadline to get a project out so that they can make tons of money. Now, I guess it is great that he has the security of having work through October, but at the same time just how demotivating is that? Blah. I could not work under those conditions. I would rather just have the swift ax, done and over with – not the blade hanging over my head for 3 months. But if he leaves earlier or is fired – no severance package. If he waits, he will be job hunting with 8000 other former Compaq employees.
So once again, I am thankful that I have a job that I love at a company that is stable and well in the black with clients that we are turning away.
Added at 1:41 CST: Forgot to mention – he found this out today, AFTER he spent $2,000 to sign up for school to get his MBA (non-refundable), AFTER they agreed to pay his tuition, AFTER they approved his time off request for surgery … UGH.