I
read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend; He referred to
the dates on her tombstone from the beginning to the end. He
noted that first came the date of her birth and spoke of the following 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 love and 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 left (you could be at "dash midrange.")
If
we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real,
And always
try to understand the way the other people feel.
And
be less quick to anger and show appreciation more, And love the people in
our lives like we've never loved before. If
we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile, Remembering
that this special dash might only last a little while.
So
when your eulogy's being read with your life's actions to rehash, Would you
be proud of the things they say — about how you spent your dash?
~By
Linda Ellis www.LindasLyrics.com
(Contributed by Ted in Manhattan Beach, California)