For my Father

by David Thursday, June 16, 2011 1:25 PM

This is from Linda Ellis’s The Dash, a 36 line poem that has touched millions of lives around the world.

How You Spend Your Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the date on the tombstone from the beginning to the end.

He noted that first came his date of birth and spoke the following date with tears, but he said, what mattered most of all was the dash between the years.

For that dash represents all the time that he spent alive on earth … and now only those who loved him 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 the 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.  If we could 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?

Spend in well!

In Loving Memory of my Father

Raymond P. Brune

July 17, 1929 – June 12, 2011


I miss you Dad.



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