Dating back when I was just a little kid in my elementary years, I always looked up to my lola and admire her for being such a bookworm. She collected and subscribed to monthly editions of reader’s digest and Women’s magazine. She also had some educational books around her room she well kept and treasured. She treat it with great care and kept it in place where no insects and dust can touch. She was like that, keeping those books in a place we Filipinos called kaban. Due to my curiosity as a little kid I started to climb and reach her collection of books and slowly opened them once a day, one by one. I became enthralled by them and a book lover out of me eventually crept in as time goes by. Books are not only made up of papers and pens. Far more it is made out of love and passion for knowledge and the value of sharing. Furthermore it creates a memory, a memory of someone who’s been part or a great influence to us. One true value that lola gave me is to always seek knowledge in books. That’s why when I see a collection of books I can always remember my lola.
I’m sharing here one of the poems I would never forget while reading one of her magazines. When I am contented and happy with life, these lines would pop up into my mind. It’s my lola’s second anniversary today and I simply remember her and pray for her.
I don’t know why until now I never forget this poem. It’s been 8 to 10 years ago that I have read this one. Hope you read it between the lines. It’s very meaningful and idealistic.
I Wish You Enough
“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..”