Future is defined as "...a time that is to be or come hereafter". Future - for myself, for you, for our children, for friends, family, and even our pets. I just read an article about a dog named "Muffy" who was found in Queensland Australia 9 years after she went missing from Brisbane. These 2 cities are 1,200 miles apart! One must wonder what led Muffy to stray so far from her present state that many years ago. What future did she wander to?
As we launch our Blog about Changing the Face, I want to post a poem I located several years ago. It very much speaks to our future - and our present - called Living the Dash.
Living the Dash
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning...to the end.
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (1934-1998)
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.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
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.
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
I love this poem, too, Janet! A friend and mentor of mine recently suggested that I spend some time in a cemetery and consider what I'd want on my headstone...what I would want said of me in my eulogy. In other words, what do I want my "dash" to have been? I've thought about that quite a bit and I think the greatest thing I could strive to have said about me is that "she was a blessing to all she met".
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem. These are extraordinarily challenging times. Certainly, I have goals and a vision of how I would like this journey to turn out, but as this poem says so well - I really only have control over how I respond hour by hour, day by day. I think a lot about my son, Nick, 24 years old living in Seattle. I know he pays close attention to how I'm handling these difficulties and I know that what he sees in me - not how it all turns out, but the daily manner in which I respond to these tough times - will influence how he views and responds to the challenges he faces now and in the future. The poem brings home that how we start out and how we end up are interesting, for sure, but it's the dash that defines the distinctive quality of our life.
ReplyDeleteYou made a powerful point, Gary, on the responsibility we have to be examples for our children and younger adults by handling these difficult times in a way that reflects our values and our character!
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