Sadly sometimes, our dash is far too short!
The dash is the line between your birth and death date and is a beautiful poem by Linda Ellis.
I heard this poem on Tuesday at the funeral of a darling friend who lost his life just weeks before his 25th birthday – my same age. This has shocked me to my core and made me think about all that is precious to me.
Rory lived his life to the max and I was lucky to share the incredible and unforgettable experience of climbing Machu Picchu with him.
RIP my friend – and to everyone, please make the most of your dash! Enjoy the poem!
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
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 YOUR dash?