I wish you enough...

My near death experience got around here today apparently, and Sister Joan sent me this "reflection". Now, normally, I kind of sneer at trite, sentimental, overly shallow bits of sunshine and maudlin, but it kind of got me, so here.



I wish you enough sun to keep your attitudes 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 you possess.
I wish you enough Hellos to get you through the final Good-bye.
I wish you enough.

Ok, I was bitching this morning about how this whole week sucked so badly, but honestly, I now have a car that runs better than my car before did, and I'm only out by a couple paychecks with no car payment. I'm still alive. I'm fairly healthy. I need to step off and stop whining. I think that was her point. Damn. I've been verbally bitchslapped by a nun.