I wish

First, I wish you love,
and that by loving you may also be loved.
However, if it’s not like that, be brief in forgetting,
and after you’ve forgotten, don’t keep anything.
I wish that wouldn’t happen,
but if it does and you forget,
you could be a person without desperation.

I also wish you may have many friends,
and even if they are bad and inconsequent,
they should be brave and true
and, at least one of them, should be completely reliable.

But because life is the way it is,
I also wish you may have enemies.
Not many or too little,
just in the right number
so that you will have to question your own certainties
and truths as well.
And may there be among them at least one who is just
and fair, so that you can never feel too secure in your ideas.

I wish you may be useful
but not irreplaceable
and in your bad moments,
when you have nothing else,
that sense of usefulness will keep you on your feet.

So equally, I wish you to be tolerant,
not with those that make little mistakes, because that is easy,
but with those that make many mistakes and can’t help it.
And make good use of this tolerance
to set an example to others.

I wish that, being young,
you don’t mature too quickly,
and once you’re mature, don’t insist in getting younger.
And when you’re old, don’t feel despaired,
because each age has its pains and pleasures
and we need them both in our lives.

By the way, I wish you to be sad
at least one day
so on that day you may discover
that to laugh every day is good,
to laugh often is boring and to laugh constantly is an illness.

I wish that you may discover
with maximum urgency that,
above and in spite of everything,
there are people around you who are depressed,
unhappy and unjustly treated.

I wish you to caress a dog,
to feed a bird
and to listen to its chirp as well as it
sings triumphantly early in the morning.
Because this way you will feel good for no reason.

Then I wish you may sow a seed
even if it is really small.
And may you accompany it in its growth.
So that you will discover how
many lives a tree is made of.

I wish as well that you may have money,
because we need to be practical.
And that, at least once a year,
you put some of this money
in front of you and say “This is mine”.
So it is very clear who owns who.

In addition, I wish none of your loved ones may die,
but if some of them do, I wish you may cry
without regret and without feeling guilty
for the things you never said or the things you never did.

Finally, I wish for you that being a woman,
you may have a good man,
tomorrow and the day after.

If all these things would happen to you,
then I wish for you nothing more. 
                                                                                                     Victor Hugo