The Dash Poem
I read of a man who stood to speak, at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on this tombstone from beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came his date of birth and spoke the following with tears. But he said what mattered most of all, was the dash in between those years.For the dash represents, all the time he spent alive on earth. And how 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 most 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 is 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 and how your spent your dash?(By Linda Ellis)
I'm moving!!!!!!! I am not going to tell Cade until the actual day to go, but it looks like it is happening!!! She gets her dream of her own room!!!! FINALLY!!!
I found this song today, and have listened to if over and over again. Right now in life this is pretty much exactly how I feel. Cade and I will be enjoying dinner tonight at our friends house, and I am hoping I will get some insight into why I am feeling like this.
Futile Road by Jamestown Story
Lyrics to Futile Road :Hold me down, I need a prescription heart can't feel this empty anymore Choke them down, and hope for a reaction, or live another day at war Days spent dazed, a classic case Of misconcepted ways This has always been my life, will always be a place where I spend too much time on hold The things I've done and said each day, keep haunting every move I make So I'll keep walking, searching for control, down this futile road Hold me down, my recklessness has damaged, my body beyond all repair I'm not down, and out yet, I'm just out and down The search for understanding isn't fair Days spent dazed, an all too common case Of misconcepted ways And after all this time nothings changed I've lasted all this time and nothings changed
So first I would just like to say thank you for all of you that read my blog. I have gotten 570 hits on it, which amazes me that people are that interested in what I have to say, but thank you, and if you read it I love you!
Cade and I will be moving, yes, again. Hopefully this weekend it will begin. The opportunity came open to use to move into a bigger apartment, it is just one door down from where we are now, so it will be a easy move. Cade will finally, after two years have her own room, and she is very excited about that! She has grand plans of what her room will look like, and what will take place in her room. She is already planning out a slumber party. She has also requested that I get her a talking bird so that when someone, yes even me, comes into her room the bird can chant "intruder, intruder"...HA HA HA. I had to laugh about this one, but no talking bird will be coming to our house anytime soon.
Work is slow, and I need it to pick up. I have also found myself on some sort of spiritual journey if you will, to find what is missing, because there is a void, and I need to figure it out. Hopefully soon it will be resolved, because this is all I have been thinking about for the past few weeks.
I want to challenge all of you to say hi to a stranger, or even smile at them in the next few days. You might be surprised at how it makes you feel, and probably will make that persons day just a little bit brighter!
