There is a wonderful poem everyone should read: The Dash by Linda Ellis.
The Poem is copy written otherwise I would post it for you to read. It’s about a gentleman who was speaking at a friend’s funeral he talks about the dates on the tomb stone… but what mattered most of all was the dash between those years. For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth. When you pass … how will people remember your dash?
This is my Dash
Heather Buck
1979 ----???
