Again, It was been quite a while since my last entry. It's a little late,(actually, more like just late, with the time pushing 11:30 pm.) I think I might finish my entry tomorrow once I get some of my thoughts together. I have a few things to write about;some good, some bad, some in between. I guess though, the nature of life itself is to be filled with many events, experiences, and emotions. I'm not really sure how to start this entry, but In a way I guess its already been started. Might as well just delve into it then. These past few weeks have been pretty eventful,such as in finding out that a family friend was struck by a car while riding his bicycle, passing away days later. Everyone has been pretty upset over it, especially Chris. He thought of the kid as kind of a little brother, I feel so bad for him, and the family. I can't imagine the sadness that the family is going through. There was a candlelight vigil last night, and the viewing/wake is tonight. My prayers to his family,friends, and loved ones to keep them strong during this time. I'd also like to take a moment to say Rest In Peace Matt Haley, who will be truly missed.
Many of us, I think, take life for granted. Day to day, we live our lives, taking the short cut, or not saying the "i love you" before we leave. I think its important to remember, that nobody ever promised tomorrow, and that everyday could be our last, and I think its important to live that way. As if everyday is your last. It can be said that there is a plan for us all, and we are put into each others lives for a reason, even if that reason is unknown to us at the time. With that being said, I think I'm going to end this entry with the poem that was selected at the wake tonight.
The Dash Poem
by Linda Ellis
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 he 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
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?
Until Next Time
Melissa
2 comments:
You wrote again =]. I was sorry to hear about that boy. It's really a tragedy. I think you are right, sometimes we do take life for granted. that poem is amazing
p.s. i like the new background
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