Fw: Reflections of Life
"sherry" (sherry@netease.net)
Sat, 30 May 1998 12:24:45 -0700
>
> THE DASH
>
> 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 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,
> 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 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?