The talent delusion

I don’t know about you folks but I like spending my weekends reading a good book or a magazine.As probably most of you know I am a Chartered Manager and a Chartered member of CMI.Being a chartered member gives me the benefits of reading the management magazines that I always look forward to it and also getting used to the resources available via the CMI website.I guess I just enjoy getting  used to all  the perks available  to me:).

Today I came across an article called “The talent delusion” written by Tomas Chamorro-Premusic.

First and foremost I was hungry for a good read and I have devoured the article like a little minx,my hunger got deeper and deeper as I delved into each page so decided to share some little food for thoughts collected from the article.I munched it over and over so decided to spell out the words of wisdom.:)

Tomas argues the benefits of the doubts of what the talent is and how the myth can be de-mystified.

He stated that some of the major problems we face are due to a misunderstanding of what talent actually is,and a general tendency to overrate our ability to manage it-a talent delusion….

So folks, are we delusional in our thinking that the talent myth can be debunking ?

He continues to debate that there are discrepancies in the ideas that the link between individuals and organisation are not done at the same level and there is a mismatch between individual view of their own talent and how talented the organisation think they are.

I believe that you can not create a genius in a pile of mud but rather taking care of your previous seedling.Employees get nurtured and flourish when they have the best resources and usually the best organisation are equipped with the appropriate tools.In fact,even when its narrowly defined such as in the case of intellectual ability,there is only a weak relationship between people’s perceived and actual talent.

Are our managers equipped with the right ability to spot talent?These incongruent talent perceptions cause problems for both parties:for employees,it leads to unrealistic expectation and a sense of entitlements and for organisation ,it leads to promotion and hiring the wrong people at the expense of overly looked and better alternatives.Nevertheless individual success has less to do with talent because too many people advance their career without helping their organisation to advance.

Like Tomas ,I believe that talent must be cultivated and enriched to achieve the fullest potential.Although is often assumed that talented people are good at things without being taught their full potential must still be developed even when they display a clear predisposition for greatness in their field and their talents are expressed early on.

I could not agree more that the environment is the best catalyst to cultivate success and that reminds me of the Child genius.These little kids have remarkable abilities to retain information however you  could not imagine how many hours these kids spent to develop their talents.They have been taught from the early age on how to retain information but also on how to collect and enrich their vocabulary.Often the language used by these kids is overwhelmingly outweighed even by Oxford dictionary.However coaching ,mentoring and self taught process are the key to success.This is why in talent like in many domains the rich get richer and the poor get poorer.

Tomas also argues that we are often less talented than we think and he gave some examples about the Kardashian phenomena and how these individual became richer by infesting the media with the iconic image of being special even in a bad way.

And although individuals are talented in different and diverse ways there is a tendency of acting in a very hedonistic way and people raised the bar based on their expectation(although most times it has been created  by unrealistic measures).

I want to think that everyone is talented in a way or another however we should be realistic in term of on what we are talented and how can we put our talent into practice,I believe that you can not become the CEO of a tech company because you have won the X Factor for being the best singer in the world.

Tomas sums the article with Mark Twain’s quote:It aint what you don’t know  that gets you into trouble.Its what you know for sure that just aint so.”

I ultimately sum my article by another famous quote:” Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not: nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not: the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. Calvin Coolidge

Why me?A pep talk about an intellectual takeout


Do you ever question yourself about why have you been picked as the best employee,the named girlfriend,spouse or even the alluring and sexy ,smarty business partner?

What is the difference between you and the others?What is your secret and what make you stand out from the crowd?Although I participate in the recruitment process and I recruit at all times ,there are times when I question myself about why I always tried to pick the best.Whats the secret to the demeaning purpose of getting picked by the right recruiter,company ,spouse and so forth..

Here’s my definition: You are unique,with a strong personality and you are by definition an  intellectual.By that, I mean that you already passed the status quo and you are named in the farther category of the ones -the ones who fits most of the bills.Millions of us track ourselves all the time. We step on a scale and record our weight. We manage businesses.We ran for the president. We count what we eat and how many steps we do a day. But when the familiar pen-and-paper methods of self-analysis are enhanced by sensors that monitor our behaviour automatically, the process of self-tracking becomes both more alluring and more meaningful.We will try to add more purpose to the list to make it meaningful by getting personal and person centred.Maybe, there are no definition of what is the best,or why have you been tracked and named the one.I agree that perfection is not attainable and what we have is to constantly  chase our dreams .Our purpose is not merely to survive but to thrive and to be devoted to learning. I actually feel something akin to an orgasm when I learn. The behaviours and the actions often intertwined and they are the main breed of a social stance.The ones who always work towards goals in any ways possible.Not matter about the difficulties and pros and cons,they will always thrive based on positive or negative reactions.

I aways believe that we should plant seeds of achievements in our own mind and have a constant reminder that this is the path we should follow  no matter what.In life like in business you should be particularly interested in cultivated our  own garden,constantly planting new seeds ,tiling the soil and getting rid of the weeds. If you want a good harvest, you’ve got to put the work in and you’ve got to properly plant the seeds.When my mentor told me that I should become a “gardener” I did not really fully understand the message.I was somehow dazzled by striking pose of success and how to attain it rather than thinking  of how to obtain it.I muddled the water expecting to get faster responses to my problems.And waited and waited for answers.

It wasn’t until years later that I began to contemplate his  message both metaphorically and literally.  By this time, I had spent countless hours delving into management and leadership concepts.  I have started to feed my craving brain with food for thoughts .I have challenged everything I learnt so far and thought about it over and over.I created channel of communication I never thought I was able to do it.I built up new bridges and did not burnt the old one neither.  My mentor and my connection network delivered a myriad of intricate and thought challenging philosophies. I found their work  to be perennial wisdom and the stepping stone for my awakening  call.

I always want to know why.And my whys were bottomless. Why is it raining? Because there are clouds in the sky. Herein the knowledge itself became my  goal. I was running the hunger game therefore I’ve got  a dopamine rush from knowledge. And I followed my brain wherever it led me.I have started to think outside the box and the more I question things my answers became elusive ,complex and fascinating.

Why me ? Why him,her or them?I found people around me alluring, beautiful inside and out.But I also found predators of social life,People who can do anything to simply wreak havoc on your emotional and mental well being.

And being honest I have learnt one simple and valuable lesson: To stay away from people who are to charming and have shallow or superficial personality.They have a special way of luring his or her victims into their web. While some go for the generic route of giving gifts and compliments, most spend their time figuring out what makes an individual feel special. And each person needs to be charmed in a different way. 

The best way to recognize this is by looking for signs of authenticity. These will show up in their inconsistent and insincere behaviors and if others speak of them poorly or not like you know them.

So before questioning yourself why you,try to look in/from within.All the answers are in there and if you feel confused,non confident or lack in anything you should try to address these issues .But if you feel confident you should may awe your personality and authenticity.The world is not about you at all time and when your time comes you should be fully prepared.Until then,you should stop questioning why me and try to answer on how you made a difference as each day passed.What made you special and I am pretty sure that will suffice for now….

What do you want?


We err because we are human but on another hand we do create the world we live in within.

We human are not perfect in any means.Although we seek perfection in everything we do,the notion of perfections dime dire along the way especially when dealing with people.

Carnegie once said and I quote:

When dealing with  people,let us remember we are not dealing with creature of logic.We are dealing with creation of emotion,creatures bristling with prejudice and motivated by pride and vanity.

Sigmund Freud said that everything you do spring from two motives:the sex urge and the desire to be great.

I want to reiterate again the question?What you and I really want?In one of my post I wrote about Marslow;s needs and what we need to fulfil our life .As matter of fact some of our needs are usually gratified as we need them in order to survive e.g. food,sleep,good health,money ,well being,relationship and so forth.All these wants come with a price if not well balanced but we do need them in a order or another with except one-the desire to be important,to do great ,to make a difference.

I believe we crave and we long to be someone,to be important and the deepest principle in human nature is to be appreciated for yourself,for what you are and what you do.

Carnegie also said that if our ancestors hadn’t had this flaming urge for a feeling of importance,civilisation would have been impossible.

It was the desire for a feeling of importance that inspired Dickens to write his immortals novels.This desire inspired Christopher Wren to design his symphonies in stones.This desire inspired Obama to become the first black president in history of America.The desire to change the technology inspire Bill gates to change the way we communicate and translate data and so forth.

The desire to feel important also make you and I want to get the best job,wear the latest styles,drive the latest cars and talk about our brilliant achievements.

But the desire to feel important has also a dark side when lure people to engage in bad activities or even to destroy their own lives.It could also go to some extent that will lead people to go insaneWith life once wrecked,all dreams ships on the sharp rock of reality which often is become harder to digest.

I am just thinking that we often criticise the failure and lavish the success and these attributes often groom our way of dealing with people.We do illustrate the truth in a very harsh way and rather to provide incentives to our desire to succeed we tend to criticise our own existence -our own to be.

The best example was given by Livinston Larned in his letter to his son “Father forgets” and this is a beautiful tribute to the relationship he had with his son.

‘’Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside.

There are the things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor.

At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and called, “Goodbye, Daddy!” and I frowned, and said in reply,

“Hold your shoulders back!”

Then it began all over again in the late afternoon. As I came up the road I spied you, down on your knees, playing marbles. There were holes in your stockings. I humiliated you before your boyfriends by marching you ahead of me to the house. Stockings were expensive‐and if you had to buy them you would be more careful! Imagine that, son, from a father!

Do you remember, later, when I was reading in the library, how you came in timidly, with a sort of hurt look in your eyes? When I glanced up over my paper, impatient at the interruption, you hesitated at the door. “What is it you want?” I snapped. You said nothing, but ran across in one tempestuous plunge, and threw your arms around my neck and kissed me, and your small arms tightened with an affection that God had set blooming in your heart and which even neglect could not wither.

And then you were gone, pattering up the stairs. Well, son, it was shortly afterwards that my paper slipped from my hands and a terrible sickening fear came over me. What has habit been doing to me?

The habit of finding fault, of reprimanding‐this was my reward to you for being a boy. It was not that I did not love you; it was that I expected too much of youth. I was measuring you by the yardstick of my own years.

And there was so much that was good and fine and true in your character. The little heart of you was as big as the dawn itself over the wide hills. This was shown by your spontaneous impulse to rush in and kiss me good night. Nothing else matters tonight, son. I have come to your bedside in the darkness, and I have knelt there, ashamed!

It is feeble atonement; I know you would not understand these things if I told them to you during your waking hours. But tomorrow I will be a real daddy! I will chum with you, and suffer when you suffer, and laugh when you laugh. I will bite my tongue when impatient words come. I will keep saying as if it were a ritual: “He is nothing but a boy‐a little boy!”

I am afraid I have visualized you as a man. Yet as I see you now, son, crumpled and weary in your cot, I see that you are still a baby. Yesterday you were in your mother’s arms, your head on her shoulder. I have asked too much, too much.-W. Livingston Larned’’

One of the most neglected virtues of our daily existence is appreciation.We neglect to give praise and appreciate of what is in front of us.Lets chase thinking of our accomplishments,our wants,our desire to do great.Lets for once cherish moments,good work and treasure what is among us and that is the most gem that flatter our existence.Lets try for once to do great within our means and try to be grateful for what we achieved so far.

What  do you really want? As per se,I want to create memory ,to create greatness but I am not afraid to unveil my vulnerability to the unknown.The power and the limits is within us so lets try to unleash our powers.


Vulnerability-the gift of imperfection


Howdy everyone!

I hope all of you have a great Sunday.Most of you who know me either,personally or virtually, know that  I am a bookworm,a type of person who reads a lot.Studies show that  reading can increase our emotional intelligence as we understand a range of perspectives and motivations.And as you immerse yourself in a book you can discover that everything you read fills your head with new bits of information, and you never know when it might come in handy. The more knowledge you have, the better-equipped you are to tackle any challenge you’ll ever face.

Additionally, here’s a bit of food for thought: should you ever find yourself in dire circumstances, remember that although you might lose everything else—your job, your possessions, your money, even your health—knowledge can never be taken from you.Anyway I am not here to explain the benefits of reading and why and why should not read but to talk a bit about a book I have read recently.The book is called” The gift of imperfection” by Dr.Brene Brown and to be honest the book marked somehow my existence.Although I am fairly a confident person I have areas in my life that shackles with insecurities therefore I present myself with an high level of vulnerability.

At some point in life I thought that showing vulnerability will make me weak and powerless but the truth is  vulnerability is one of the quality that makes us human.

Most of our male readers may want to make remarks that vulnerability is highly visible at women as we,the weakest link of our society,we are somehow the type of desperate,having a longing desire to fit in as we are small and scared.The truth is ,although women show high level of vulnerability they bounce forward with an unquenchable desire to step into their power.Women don’t mask their vulnerability ,they carry that with grace and beauty.

Myself as a woman have an innate power to show and learn from my vulnerability.My state of being means that I am open for wounding but also for pleasure,for search and desire.I am open to new lessons,new situation,new people and things that can either shake by existence and make me more vulnerable than ever.But I believe that putting ourself there in the open takes vulnerability.Having an acknowledge of your vulnerability is never easy but it is better to be open about what you are,what you do,emotions,feelings,experiences than to close ourselves off.And while such vulnerability creates all sorts of possibilities, both good and bad, its very existence is exciting.

Brene teaches us that being vulnerable is an asset to our ability to co-exist in today world.Vulnerability is about takings risks and removing masks that facade unhappiness,sorrow,sadness and feelings that we don’t want to speak about.Somehow we learnt to burry emotions and feelings and get numb and hard to feel.But numbness is an armour and you have to remove it to let feelings and emotions conquer your existence.

Vulnerability is my gift of imperfection.Its my reminder that I am allowed to feel and be cut open to the world.We can not banish imperfection but rather we can embrace it.We are wonderful beautiful people,some broken and some none broken and that is what connect us.Vulnerability is a reminder that we are all in this together.I would rather be me than to create a perfect image of what I should be.

I sum this post with a masterpiece called “Perfectly Imperfect”

We have all heard that no two snowflakes are alike. Each snowflake takes the perfect form for the maximum efficiency and effectiveness for its journey. And while the universal force of gravity gives them a shared destination, the expansive space in the air gives each snowflake the opportunity to take their own path. They are on the same journey, but each takes a different path.

Along this gravity-driven journey, some snowflakes collide and damage each other, some collide and join together, some are influenced by wind… there are so many transitions and changes that take place along the journey of the snowflake. But, no matter what the transition, the snowflake always finds itself perfectly shaped for its journey.

I find parallels in nature to be a beautiful reflection of grand orchestration. One of these parallels is of snowflakes and us. We, too, are all headed in the same direction. We are being driven by a universal force to the same destination. We are all individuals taking different journeys and along our journey, we sometimes bump into each other, we cross paths, we become altered… we take different physical forms. But at all times we too are 100% perfectly imperfect. At every given moment we are absolutely perfect for what is required for our journey. I’m not perfect for your journey and you’re not perfect for my journey, but I’m perfect for my journey and you’re perfect for your journey. We’re heading to the same place, we’re taking different routes, but we’re both exactly perfect the way we are.

Think of what understanding this great orchestration could mean for relationships. Imagine interacting with others knowing that they too each share this parallel with the snowflake. Like you, they are headed to the same place and no matter what they may appear like to you, they have taken the perfect form for their journey. How strong our relationships would be if we could see and respect that we are all perfectly imperfect for our journey.”

― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free

As today is the first day

New Year’s Day. A fresh start. A new chapter in life waiting to be written. New questions to be asked, embraced, and loved. Answers to be discovered and then lived in this transformative year of delight and self-discovery. Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams give birth to change. Sarah Ban Breathnach

Some of us make New Year resolutions and (sometimes) we even manage to tick them off, but I suspect that for most of us the beginning of the year is a time when we all feel the need for a change. So here we are, ready to start the year with a list of wishes and plans.
I guess that  New Year’s goals eclipse the self discovery path where we dig within and discover what you would like to have happen in your life this year. If you already decided that you need to polish your adventurous side than start to  climb mountains, sail the oceans, sleep under the stars, get lost in towns, learn new things, meet people, go on new adventures, be brave and … be happy!
The most important part is to create memories that you will cherish in the years to come.
As for me I am going to reflect more on daily life,make small changes  in the the way I do things,I will be more brave and pay more attention to people and places around me.I will try to focus on blessing,forgiveness,love and humanity.
Funnily enough, I have just finished one of Paulo Coelho’s book and I was checking the reviews of the book when I spotted an entry on his personal blog and it was the  moment when I realised that his post resonates so well with my thoughts and feelings.It weird that some articles go ways down to our soul and recover our long broken and shaken lives.More than anything else Paulo talks about his view on life.Herein I have experienced  one tiny moment where I were struck by lightning.His words are the food for my soul however I am planning to share his blog with my audience and hope his words have the same effect on you as it had on me.Here is it:

I am going to think of this day as the first day of my life.

If it’s cloudy, I want to watch to see in which direction the clouds are going. I always think that I don’t have time or don’t pay enough attention.

Above my head exists a sky about which all humanity, over thousands of years, has woven a series of reasonable explanations.
Well, I will forget everything I learned about the stars and they will be transformed once more into angels or children or whatever I feel like believing at that moment.

Time and life have given me plenty of logical explanations for everything, but my soul feeds on mysteries. I need mystery, I need to see the voice of an angry god in a rumble of thunder, even though many of you here might consider that heresy.
I want to fill my life with fantasy again, because an angry god is far stranger, far more frightening and far more interesting than a phenomenon explained by the sages.

For the first time, I will smile without feeling guilty, because joy is not a sin.
For the first time, I will avoid anything that makes me suffer, because suffering is not a virtue.

I will not complain about life, saying: everything’s always the same and I can do nothing to change it. Because I am living this day as if it were my first and, while it lasts, I will discover things that I did not even know were there.

Even though I have walked past the same places countless times before and said ‘Good morning’ to the same people, today’s ‘Good morning’ will be different. It will not be a mere polite formula, but a form of blessing, in the hope that everyone I speak to will understand the importance of being alive, even when tragedy is threatening to engulf us.

I will pay attention to the words of the song the minstrel is singing in the street, even though others are not listening because their souls are heavy with fear. The music says: ‘Love rules, but no one knows where it has its throne; in order to know that secret place, you must first submit to Love.’

And I will have the courage to open the door to the sanctuary that leads to my soul.
May I look at myself as if this were the first time I had ever been in contact with my own body and my own soul.
May I be capable of accepting myself as I am: a person who walks and feels and talks like anyone else, but who, despite his faults, is also brave.

May I be amazed by my simplest gestures, as if I were talking to a stranger; by my most ordinary emotions, as if I were feeling the sand touching my face when the wind blows in from Baghdad; by the most tender of moments, as when I watch my wife sleeping by my side and try to imagine what she is dreaming.

And if I’m alone in bed, I will go over to window, look up at the sky and feel certain that loneliness is a lie, because the Universe is there to keep me company.

And then I will have lived each hour of my day as if it were a constant surprise to me, to this ‘I’, who was not created by my father or my mother or by school, but by everything I have experienced up until now, and which I suddenly forgot in order to discover it all anew.

And even if this is to be my last day on Earth, I will enjoy it to the full, because I will live it with the innocence of a child, as if I were doing everything for the first time.


As today is a new day I take the opportunity to tell you to enjoy life,to be amazed by places,people around you,laugh more and do more.We have to remember that we only live for today as tomorrow is never promised and make every new day as your first day,make every new day a new beginning..

An empty jar-a new beginning

An empty jar – a new beginning ,collections of moments,hopes and dreams


“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language

And next year’s words await another voice.

And to make an end is to make a beginning.”

(Little Gidding)” ― T.S. Eliot

Only few yours left until we will welcome the new year.I wanted to start afresh with an empty jar ,where I will place all my dreams and hopes,ambitions ,things I want to do,places I want to see and people I want to meet.My empty jar will be my reminder that I need to place also all the good things that will happen along the way.Although I have my faults and mistakes  and oh boys they are like counting stars I would like to believe that I am not bound to my past as I am not anymore the person I used to be.My bad choices defined me on where I were yesterday,the day before yesterday and merely that  not define the person I am today and definitely ,it wont define the person I will become.My feelings will evolve over the time and although some of them will diminish will time some will grow in intensity.I am ready for the new year and what yet has to come,with the new hour who is lying ready for me,perfect,unspoiled,canny.I am so ready for that unspoiled and unseen moment when I can turn over a new leaf and where I can write a new chapter.

The new year is a time where I can start over where I will be able to voice my own opinion,to live my untamed life and for that matter I don’t need to justify my feelings and actions although I would love to think that I will still be able to make some difference into people life,do good,learn good and share good.

My new jar,metaphorically will be my walk forward with a positive outlook toward a better life,a better version of me.I can start over without thinking of where my choice lies ,in determining how I will meet the inevitable end of things, and how I  will greet each new beginning.Every single created moment  should be a new beginning where I will try again for something that is beyond attainment.

One of my best quote and one of my goal is to reach high and Louisa May Alcott described beautifully:

“Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.”

New year will be a roller coaster ride of new beginnings,new hopes,new aspirations,new feelings,new emotions.It will be my journey throughout rainstorms and sunshine,sprinkled with happy or sad moments but I am all  ready for it.

My empty jar awaits like an half empty clepsydra for counted and recounted moments…As the present and the future intertwined and compromise my desire for unknown,I have hope that never died and it has been the sun of my existence.Hope is part of my life and I hope on and I hope ever.

So I place hope in my empty jar and I believe that Hope will be my beaming star for year to come.

Having an empty jar isn’t enough in itself, but it has often been foundational to real changes,real new year resolution.Making something visible and ready to be used is usually the first step in getting and achieving your goal.The first thing to do is to start living and that suppose to be your new year resolution.We live in a society enriched with power and possibilities ,we have revolutionary ideas about of what we dream about and have impressively tools and resources to put them into practice.

Paul Goodman famously wrote, “Suppose you had the revolution you are talking and dreaming about. Suppose your side had won, and you had the kind of society that you wanted. How would you live, you personally, in that society? Start living that way now!”

I want also to include Pablo Neruda too:Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.


I wish you enough

It’s been a great year for me and as it comes to an end I am reflecting on the goods and the bad.Although some things didn’t go as expected I have so many blessings I have to count on.We often think that we don’t get enough of what we need but if you step back and look on what you have I think we have more than enough….

Most people tend to complain that they never have enough but what is your definition of enough??

Is there a metaphor of the word “greediness “or just a need to be in trend with the society?

I would like to share with you Bob’s stories which was originally included in “Chicken Soup for the Grieving Soul”and now featured in a collection of Bob’s storiesbased on the eight wishes.
“I Wish You Enough: Embracing Life’s Most Valuable Moments…One Wish at a Time” (Hardcover)
Thomas Nelson Publishers
By Bob Perks

I never really thought that I’d spend as much time in airports as I do. I don’t know why. I always wanted to be famous and that would mean lots of travel. But I’m not famous, yet I do see more than my share of airports.
I love them and I hate them. I love them because of the people I get to watch. But they are also the same reason why I hate airports. It all comes down to “hello” and “goodbye.” I must have mentioned this a few times while writing my stories for you.
I have great difficulties with saying goodbye. Even as I write this I am experiencing that pounding sensation in my heart. If I am watching such a scene in a movie I am affected so much that I need to sit up and take a few deep breaths. So when faced with a challenge in my life I have been known to go to our local airport and watch people say goodbye. I figure nothing that is happening to me at the time could be as bad as having to say goodbye.
Watching people cling to each other, crying, and holding each other in that last embrace makes me appreciate what I have even more. Seeing them finally pull apart, extending their arms until the tips of their fingers are the last to let go, is an image that stays forefront in my mind throughout the day.
On one of my recent business trips, when I arrived at the counter to check in, the woman said, “How are you today?” I replied, “I am missing my wife already and I haven’t even said goodbye.”
She then looked at my ticket and began to ask, “How long will you…Oh, my God. You will only be gone three days!” We all laughed. My problem was I still had to say goodbye.
But I learn from goodbye moments, too.
Recently I overheard a father and 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, “Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy.”
They kissed and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, “Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?”
“Yes, I have,” I replied. Saying that brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me.
So I knew what this man experiencing.
“Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?” I asked.
“I am old and she lives much too far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be for my funeral,” he said.
“When you were saying goodbye I heard you say, “I wish you enough.” May I ask what that means?”
He began to smile. “That’s a wish that has been handed down from other 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 and then turning toward me he shared the following as if he
were reciting it from memory.


He then began to sob and walked away.
My friends, I wish you enough!
Bob Perks

as for me,I wish to all my readers that you have enough of whatever you need and more importantly I wish you enough…to close this year chapter and open a new one with new dreams,new aspirations,new goals and at last I wish you to pray for all the blessings you have…the world is a wild animal and could devour you open so think twice of what you wish for…