I
was able to celebrate my 23rd birthday yesterday. As people asked me
how old I was I kept saying, “Twenty three, still just a baby.” I kept telling
me over and over again. Having an attitude of there is SO much time left for
live.
Hopefully, I have lived 1/4th of my life, and still have a lot of time to live.
Regardless, every second counts.
Elder
Uchtdorf said,"When we are young, it seems that we will
live forever. We think there is a limitless supply of sunrises waiting just
beyond the horizon, and the future looks to us like an unbroken road stretching
endlessly before us.
However, the older we get, the more we
tend to look back and marvel at how short that road really is. We wonder how
the years could have passed so quickly. And we begin to think about the choices
we made and the things we have done. In the process, we remember many sweet
moments that give warmth to our souls and joy to our hearts. But we also
remember the regrets—the things we wish we could go back and change." (Of
Regrets and Resolutions, Elder Uchtdorf)
As I have thought of life, wow, what a
precious’s gift it is. It is truly a gift.
I heard this poem a few years ago and it
has stuck with me:
The Dash
By Linda
Ellis, 1996
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 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 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 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?
Does your life reflect who you really
are? If your dash isn’t all you want it to be, change it! Life is too short and
too precious to spend it obsessing about our negative qualities, the worries of
tomorrow, our weight, our clothes, and all our other worldly things.
What legacy do you want to leave?
What do you want to be remembered for?
What is your tombstone going to say? -Don’t just think about it, write it out! I am being so serious. Write what
is going to be on your tombstone.
Your dash is your legacy! It is what you
want to be remembered for. Your dash is something that you need to remember and
refer to on a DAILY basis. So write out what your legacy is/ what your
tombstone will say and go live your dream. Be you!
Much love,
Rachel
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