how you spent your dash?

Today our family is in South Dakota laying Grandma to rest, we are very sad to not have been with the family today but it just wasn’t possible for our family of five. Grandma aka GG you are so truly missed by all of us and we still can not believe that you are gone. I know that you are up above watching over all of us as we all grow with your over infectious smile on your face, probably with a giggle here and there. I was trying to find a good poem for you and I found this one. It really makes you think and I know you, you always wanted us to make wise decisions, so grandma this poem is in your memory. May you be resting in peace and giving all of the angels a hard time! We love you!!!

The Dash 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 her date of her birth

And Spoke 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

That 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

Remember 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?