Jaime Ruth Marie Tagger

​I read of a woman who stood to speakat the funeral of a friend.She referred to the dates on the tombstonefrom the beginning…to the end.She noted that first came the date of birthand spoke the following date with tears,but she said what mattered most of allwas the dash between those years.For that dash represents all the timethat they spent alive on earth.And now only those who loved themknow 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 loveand how we spend our dash.