“I WISH YOU ENOUGH!”

"I WISH YOU ENOUGH!" Recently, I overheard a Mother and Daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the Daughter's departure had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Mother said:
"I love you and I wish you enough.


“I WISH YOU ENOUGH!”

Recently, I overheard a Mother and Daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the Daughter’s departure had been announced. 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 sat. 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 all of us.” She paused a moment and looked up as if
trying to remember it in detail and she 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, 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’s.

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. And an entire life to forget them.

We outgrow those who don’t appreciate us.

We outgrow those who don't appreciate us.


The truth is we outgrow those who don’t appreciate us.

Those who are okay with our absence.

Those who allow the distance between us and them to grow.

We outgrow those who make us feel like we’re replaceable.

The truth is we outgrow those who aren’t genuine with us.

Those who say things they don’t mean.

Those who talk the talk but can’t walk the walk when we need them beside us.

Those who only like a certain side of us but don’t want to accept all other sides.

Those who don’t care about our wants and needs because they’re too busy focusing on their own.

We outgrow those who make us feel like we’re not worth their time or effort.

Those who are capable of giving so much more but choose to be stingy with us.

Those who put us last on their list of properties.

We outgrow those who are lazy with us.

Those who take two steps backward every time we move one step forward.

The truth is we reach a point where we know who we are, what we want and what we deserve and we’re not willing to go back to selling ourselves short again.

We’re not willing to repeat the same vicious cycle of handing out our hearts to those who don’t know how to catch them.

The truth is we reach a point where our self-love trumps any other love.

We choose ourselves even when people don’t choose us.

The truth is we outgrow those who show us that they’re not invested.

That they don’t want to try.

We outgrow those who treat us like a pit stop until they find what they’re looking for.

We outgrow those who don’t make us feel like they’re glad they found us.

We outgrow those who don’t value us the way we want to be valued.

The truth is we’re capable of giving someone we love the world but all we need is the reassurance that they won’t abuse it, that our hearts are secure with them, that they won’t turn into another lie or another mistake.

The truth is we outgrow those who don’t know how to love us and we save our love for those who fall as hard as we do and catch us if we fall faster.

We outgrow those who tell us everything we need to hear but show us nothing.

We outgrow those who don’t love us because it took us years to learn how to love ourselves and we’re not ready to ruin that by being with people who make us question who we are or if we’re worthy of their love.

The truth is we outgrow those who aren’t afraid of losing us because they’ll never truly understand who we are and what kind of love we’re seeking.

They’ll never truly see us the way we want to be seen.

I sincerely hope that you are with or around people who truly love you and value you for who you are.

With all my love, wishing you health, peace, safety and empowerment please stay safe Joanne Wellington. 🙏💙

6 Reasons Why It Doesn’t Matter What People Think Of You.

NOT EVERYONE LIKES ME
NOT EVERYONE LIKES ME

6 REASONS WHY IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF YOU.

When we really think about it, much of our lives are often built around what other people think of us. Trying to impress others, being afraid of the opinions of others, and not doing what we want because of what we think goes on, or will go on, in other people’s heads can often dictate and harm our lives. Even the most confident people with the world at their feet most likely think a lot about what at least some people think of them.

In order to live the life we want, we must stop living in the eyes of others and embrace our own freedom. Here are six reasons why it really doesn’t matter what other people think of you.

1. You only get one life and it’s yours

In years to come, you will regret not doing what you wish because of what you thought others might think of you. The most powerful truth in the world is that you only get one life and if you allow other people’s opinions to dictate the course of that life then it may very well be wasted. We are so lucky to be alive that it is the most profound shame to not make of life the absolute most of it we can.

2. It is only shallow people that form negative opinions of what you do

Open, caring and intelligent people don’t look down on others for how they live their lives. The only people that do spend a lot of time fussing and stressing over the lives of others are the small-minded, ignorant and vacuous. Those people, because they don’t have enough going on in their own lives, they have to focus on other people’s lives and behaviour. Which begs the question, why would you care what such people think in the first place and why would you let them influence your life?

3. The opinions of others only describe themselves

If someone passes judgement on another saying they are ‘weird’, ‘boring’, ‘useless’ etc., then that is no judgement on the other person, it is a judgement on themselves. If a person really was any of those things why would they be spending all that time fussing over them and thinking about them? Such judgements reflect a weak-minded and insecure person.

4. No one knows your story but you

How can anyone pass judgement on anyone’s life if they haven’t walked in their shoes? Smart people understand that we all have our own path in life and that we alone must walk it and experience it. Therefore, you should never let other’s opinions influence your life when they haven’t seen, felt and experienced what you have. Only you know what is best for you.

5. You must live authentically

To live authentically means that we are honest with others, but more importantly, we are honest with ourselves. It means that we do not live a life of fake representations whereby we put on a mask and act to the world and pretend to be someone we are not. To live authentically is perhaps the most important thing we can do.

6. People don’t actually care

The truth of the matter is people don’t actually care what you do very much. The vast majority of people are caught up in their own lives, and do not have time to care about what you are doing. Think about it. Do you spend hours and hours thinking about what other people are doing or thinking about one embarrassing thing someone did years ago. Obviously not. Simply put, those that care don’t matter, and those that matter don’t care.

Wishing you health, peace, safety and empowerment J.W 🙏💙

Grandma’s house.

Grandma's house, is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and the minutes unhurriedly arrive.
Grandma and granddaughter

GRANDMA’S HOUSE.

Anyone can relate to this…

“Mom, can I sleep at Grandma’s tonight ?
I heard in the car, this morning…
When I managed to turn around, to see my child, it made me go back to the past, with just one sentence…
She was no longer within my reach.

I travelled far…
When did time go by and make us adults full of boring priorities?


We fight every day, for something we’re not even sure we really want…
When in fact, grandma’s house is what everyone needs to be happy.


Grandma’s house, is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and the minutes unhurriedly arrive.


Grandma’s house is where a simple pasta and homemade bread seem to have different flavours, delicious…
Grandma’s house is where an innocent afternoon, can last for an eternity of games and fantasies.


Grandma’s house is where the cupboards hide old clothes and mysterious tools.


Grandma’s house is where the closed boxes become chests of secret treasures, ready to be unveiled.


Grandma’s house is where toys rarely come ready, they are invented on the spot.


Grandma’s house, is where everything is mysteriously possible, magic happens and without worries.


Grandma’s house is where we find the remains of our parents’ childhood and the beginning of our lives.


Grandma’s house, on the inside, is the address of our deepest affection, where everything is allowed.


That luxury no longer belongs to me – unfortunately – it will live with me, only in memories.


Even so, if I could place an order now… any order of all orders in the world, I would order the same thing…
Can I sleep at Grandma’s tonight?”

We all need a piglet in our lives sometimes.

WE ALL NEED A PIGLET IN OUR LIVES SOMETIMES.

WE ALL NEED A PIGLET IN OUR LIVES SOMETIMES.

Pooh woke up that morning, and, for reasons that he didn’t entirely understand, couldn’t stop the tears from coming. He sat there in bed, his little body shaking, and he cried, and cried, and cried.

Amidst his sobs, the phone rang.

It was Piglet.

“Oh Piglet,” said Pooh, between sobs, in response to his friend’s gentle enquiry as to how he was doing. “I just feel so Sad. So, so, Sad, almost like I might not ever be happy again. And I know that I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I know there are so many people who have it worse off than me, and so I really have no right to be crying, with my lovely house, and my lovely garden, and the lovely woods all around me. But oh, Piglet: I am just SO Sad.”

Piglet was silent for a while, as Pooh’s ragged sobbing filled the space between them. Then, as the sobs turned to gasps, he said, kindly: “You know, it isn’t a competition.”

“What isn’t a competition?” asked a confused sounding Pooh.

“Sadness. Fear. Grief,” said Piglet. “It’s a mistake we often make, all of us. To think that, because there are people who are worse off than us, that that somehow invalidates how we are feeling. But that simply isn’t true. You have as much right to feel unhappy as the next person; and, Pooh – and this is the really important bit – you also have just as much right to get the help that you need.”

“Help? What help?” asked Pooh. “I don’t need help, Piglet.

“Do I?”

Pooh and Piglet talked for a long time, and Piglet suggested to Pooh some people that he might be able to call to talk to, because when you are feeling Sad, one of the most important things is not to let all of the Sad become trapped inside you, but instead to make sure that you have someone who can help you, who can talk through with you how the Sad is making you feeling, and some of the things that might be able to be done to support you with that.

What’s more, Piglet reminded Pooh that this support is there for absolutely everyone, that there isn’t a minimum level of Sad that you have to be feeling before you qualify to speak to someone.

Finally, Piglet asked Pooh to open his window and look up at the sky, and Pooh did so.

“You see that sky?” Piglet asked his friend. “Do you see the blues and the golds and that big fluffy cloud that looks like a sheep eating a carrot?”

Pooh looked, and he could indeed see the blues and the golds and the big fluffy cloud that looked like a sheep eating a carrot.

“You and I,” continued Piglet, “we are both under that same sky. And so, whenever the Sad comes, I want you to look up at that sky, and know that, however far apart we might be physically…we are also, at the same time, together. Perhaps, more together than we have ever been before.”

“Do you think this will ever end?” asked Pooh in a small voice.

“This too shall pass,” confirmed Piglet. “And I promise you, one day, you and I shall once again sit together, close enough to touch, sharing a little smackerel of something…under that blue gold sky.”

We all need a piglet in our lives.

Mental health matters

I really, really think the secret to being loved is to love. And the secret to being interesting is to be interested. And the secret to having a friend is being a friend.

Please take care as always and have a good day and remember we are always together even when we are apart. Wishing you health, peace and empowerment .
Xxx ~J.W~ 🙏🏻