I read of a reverend who stood to speak
at the funeral of his 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 earthâ€¦
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth. For it matters not, how much we own;
the carsâ€¦the houseâ€¦the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hardâ€¦
are there things youâ€™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 whatâ€™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 weâ€™ve never loved before. If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smileâ€¦
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogyâ€™s being read
with your lifeâ€™s actions to rehash…
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?
I’m working on it… (watch the movie here)