Monday, August 13, 2007



The Dash
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of his friend.He referred to the dates on her tombstonefrom the the end.He noted that first came the date of her birthand spoke of the second with tears,but he said that what mattered most of allwas the dash between those years.For that dash represents all the timethat she spent alive on earth,and now only those who loved herknow 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 loveand 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 mid-range.")If we could just slow down enoughto consider what's true and real,and always try to understandthe way other people less quick to anger,and show appreciation moreand love the people in our liveslike we've never loved before.If we treat each other with respect,and more often wear a smile,remembering that this special dashmight 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 have to sayabout how you spent your dash?...Linda Ellis