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 the dash represented all the time she spent alive on Earth.
But now only those that loved her know what that little line was worth.
For it matters not how much we own, the cars, the house, the cash.
What matters is how we lived and loved and how we spent 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 the special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read and your life’s action to rehash.
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent the dash
… Author Unknown