The Spice of Life-Mr. Dash

This post has nothing to do with cooking but, has everything to do with life. I attended a funeral today of an ordinary salt of the earth man. The kind of man who changed a room as soon as he entered. The people that he touched and the lifes he affected blew me away. Of course I thought he was a great guy and I knew he was special. However, I had no idea of the magnitude of his life and all the people he had touched. As I listened to the speakers, preachers, and musicians I began to think about, "The Dash". On a tombstone their is a dash between the year you are born and the year you pass away. The people you meet, the books you read, the things you learn, and the lifes you touch make up that dash. As I witnessed the sorrow and celebration of his life I began to wonder what people would say about my life. Am I worthy of praise and accolades? One thing is for certain! I will do better, be better, and pattern my life so the people that fill my dash will think of me in a kind and revering way. I will be Mr. Dash! RItP Mr. Sloan and Thank You for Lighting Up Our World