Have you heard of "The Dash"?
I have been sitting up with Mom for about 2 hours. She is breathing a little heavy, but we have her propped on her side to make it easier. Gary left out his laptop, so, I was doing some "googling"...
Have you heard of "The Dash" song? (Click on the link)
My husband played the song at his father's memorial about 3 years ago. The song was originally a poem...but, it was set to music on this website. It is beautiful.
It tells about a man reading a Eulogy at a friend's memorial. He read the dates of her birth and death...but, the most important part was the "dash" that separated the dates.
The poem/song goes on to explain, that the most important part of a person's life, is how they "live their dash". It doesn't matter how much money a person makes, or what car they drive...what matters is how they "live"...
Mom's dash is huge...she lived her life giving to so many people. Not just the family, but, the community, the temple and her friends. She was always there to provide an extra hand, sometimes at the jeopardy of herself. So many people have told me how much they appreciate her generosity and kindness. We are so happy that you have all had a chance to be Mom's friend...I know she cared deeply for many of you and was there when you needed her. One of her fears when we were talking about a liver transplant was that she wouldn't be able to "re-pay" people for their kindness...she said "I can never repay everyone for their support"....I told her that she paid it forward...we were "re-paying" her for her support.
Mom was a truly remarkable woman...I can only hope to live to her standards...although, I don't know if I have the energy to do the things she does...she makes "Superwoman" or "SuperMom" look like "I Love Lucy".
posted by Sheri @ 2:41 AM
3 Comments:
Sheri and Family -- Even though we can't physically be there we are sending our hugs and our support. Know that you can depend on us for anything you need.
Reminder of the dash was painful and joyous at the same time. Thanks for sharing a beautiful memory.
Pir & Nick
I have heard the Dash as a poem but never as a song. It is so beautiful. And it is so true, Joyce has a HUGE dash. Joyce was always the first to arrive with food whenever I've been ill. And there was a time when she "lost"me. I had decided to take a quick trip out of town with friends and didn't tell her. So after phoning and leaving messages with no response, she called the hospital looking for me! And another time she did find me in the hospital! She's leaving some huge shoes to fill. I will miss my friend Joyce. Love, Connie
Big hugs to all of you--your post made me cry, Sheri--and my very best wishes to your Mom.
I'm thinking of you and your family, and keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
Karin
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