The Dash

Something I read today which I feel like sharing with you because life is beautiful. Of course there are travails and turmoils for as long as we live.But if we pause for a moment to look deep inside us—from the outermost layer of our skin to our vertiginious innards, there is so much to be thankful about. As Abraham Lincoln put it, “And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”- 

 

“Sometimes we rush through life so fast, we forget what’s important. I just want to slow down for a minute and read something to you. I hope this    speaks to you like it did me. Here it goes; it is called:”

 THE DASH

 I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend.

 He referred to the date on the tombstone from the beginning, until the end.

 He noted that first came the date of birth; the second date, he noted with tears.

 But he said that what matters most of all, was the dash between the years.

 For that “dash” represented all the time spent alive on the face of the earth.

 Now only the loved ones left behind knew what that little line was worth.

 For it matters not how much we own, the cars, the house, the cash.

 What really 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” mid-range.

 Should you be less quick to anger and show appreciation more?

 Should you love the people in your life, like you’ve never loved before?

 Should you treat others with more respect and more often wear a smile?

 Remember that your special “dash” might only last a little while.

 So when your eulogy is being read, your life’s actions to rehash, will you be pleased with what they have to say about how you spent your “dash”?

 



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