I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning to the end.
He noted that first came the date of his birth and spoke of the following date with tears,
But said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that was spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved him 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, that can still be rearranged.
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, 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 is being read with your life’s actions to rehash,
would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent you dash?
Wayne Stephen P.
Big James S.
August 8, 1948
December 19, 1941
June 26, 1951
July 1, 1956
October 7, 1943
May 5, 1988
August 24, 2022
October 9, 2021
June 2, 2020
January 29, 2020
July 10, 2019
November 17, 2018
December 30, 2017
March 11, 2018
January 19, 2014
July 31, 2016