THE DASH

I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning… to the end. He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of 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 they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them 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 still can be rearranged. To 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 lived your dash?

 © By Linda Ellis, Copyright ©

time keeps on slipping, slipping...slipping

 and then its all over.

so sad to hear of Harry Hamid's demise.  He was an exceptional writer, overall a genuinely decent, kind, and funny guy.  You are missed.  :((

Fly On ...  my blog friend.

doctor dictates ..

Mary Lou is a NASA scientist.  She also has made a considerable number of stones in her right kidney. 

and this goes together .... why

 

I don't know what neck of the woods you live in, but its damn hot here! I am over this humid weather, ick! bring on Fall.  My yard is going to look like a field if it doesn't cool down enough for me to mow it.  I'm not doing it in this heat!

Losing it...

 seriously...



they say that the good Lord (if in fact there is one) ... does not give you more than you can handle ... but by damn ... why does he trust me so frickin' much?  ...

I am ready for a bus ticket anywhere as my life is going to hell in a handbasket!  I'm on that edge.

 

Time Off

 I am going to enjoy having a long weekend starting on Thursday being off until Tuesday when I have to be back at work at 7...

 I miss you.  You shit.

not that anybody celebrates this...

sometimes we have to celebrate another year of living and endure the made up holiday...in any event...but happy V-day to anybody out there whose reading this...(not sure there is anybody reading this blog site...LOL)