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The Dash

by Linda Ellis

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 alove 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 this special dash might only last a little while



Song: Ave Maria

In Loving Memory




When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared-
Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Maker's plan.
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -
Miss me, but let me go


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