What an amazing last year! I can hardly believe another birthday has come and gone! This past year has been full of mind blowing HIGHS, coupled with sluggish LOWS. But which ever way this year went, it just SIMPLY went- and FAST!
I can hardly get my head around how blessed my life has been. Some of my most memorable moments at a glance- I gave birth to our third son, my mom was pronounced cancer-free, oldest son went to kindergarten, middle child turned three, anniversary of one year with Runitlikeamom.com, celebrated fifteen years with The Children’s Clubhouse!
Basically, I’m getting old…I mean, I know theoretically I’m not old, but I’m no spring chicken anymore! However, the older I get, the more I think about how I’m filling my dash. I thought it would be a nice time to share a favorite poem of mine- it starts off sad, but the message is touching.
The Dash: By Linda Ellis copy right 1996
I read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral for a friend,
He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning..to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke the following dates with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved them know what the 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 life 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 YOUR dash?
I first heard this poem at a funeral for a friend, and while these words where being read and after they had been completed, I thought about it a lot. Even when I read it now, I think about how the world treats me and how I treat the world. I think about how I want my dash to be remembered. As I embark on another year, I am ready to love a little harder, smile often and show appreciation!
Thank you all for an amazing year. I look forward to sharing another with you all!