My sister in law Lisa sent me this....
The Dash
I read of a reverend who stood to speak
at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the date
on her tombstone
from the beginning... to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birthand spoke of the date with tears but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth, and now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;the cars, the house, the cash. What matters is how we live and lovedand how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard,Are there things you'd like to change?For you never know how much time is leftYou could be at "dash mid-range"
If we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real,and always try to understand the way other people feel, and be less quick to anger,show appreciation moreand love the people in our life likewe've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect, more often wear a smile remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being readwith your life's actions to rehash...would you be pleased with the things they sayabout how you spent YOUR DASH?
