~*~this is what i’ve been doing and it feels wonderful~*~
This is beautiful.
you know the feeling you get when it seems a song fits perfectly? when if your life had a soundtrack that song would be on it? maybe it’s the lyrics. or maybe it’s just the notes being played in a special sequence that seems to fit perfectly. maybe it’s remembering who you were the first time you heard it. or maybe it’s hearing the words differently this time.
i drove 3hrs to madison today and the whole way felt teardrops rolling down my cheek.
i wish you that drive sometime. i wish you that feeling.
by Linda Ellis copyright 1996
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?