THE DASH (1970 – 20??)

Taken from “Live Rich & Stay Healthy”

By Kenneth Himmlar, Sr.

I read of a woman who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend.

She referred to the dates on her tombstone

From the beginning… to the end

She noted that first came her date of birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But she said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between the years?

For that dash represents all the time

That she spent alive on earth

And now only those that loved her

Know what that little time 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 is 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 have never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect

And more often wear a smile…

Remember 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?

“Life is Fragile”

Blowing rocks, it is high tide

We tell each other this isn’t goodbye

Left behind the sunshine

Now we are lost

In hidden places beyond the shadows

Our love was tossed

A whispered wish in the wind

God please forgive me for I have sinned

He can’t sleep, the rain is falling

The path of darkness, you’ll find him crawling

Tears blast from her eyes

Outside the lightning strikes

Bitter cold and off color, ready to let go

In that moment He chose love

And told the Devil NO!!!

In the sky a spill of stars

He sees her halo, thou she is far

He’s finally getting off the ground

Emerging from the dark

She smiles back at him

And the both feel that amazing spark

Holding hands, their hearts awaken

There healed hearts no longer breaking

Moon light, lovers laughing

Waves break, water crashing

Life is fragile, their love remains

Together happily ever after

They grow old and go insane

They hold each other, go to sleep

And written on there stone

A beautiful carving that says

K J Loves Stacey

And they finally made it home

Stacey Legate

“It is said that all relationships serve one of two purposes – entertainment or educational.”

I learned many things but the lesson I find the most important is this – even the darkest storm cloud truly does have a silver lining.  I honestly say he changed who I am at the very core, for the better I believe.  My whole life I was right brained like my father.  A math whiz, very compulsive, with a tendency to be ridged.  I desperately longed to be more like my left brained mom – creative, artistic and flexible.  But no amount of art classes, practice, or encouragement from mom could change the reality that I lacked artistic talent.  Then along came prince charming – boxing my ears, bashing my head into walls and floors, and often choking me until I’d lose consciousness.  I thought he was going to end my life but thanks to the amazing healing powers of the human brain he gave me a new life.  The life of an artist.  Most of the damage was sustained on the right side of my brain, the left side began to compensate and I grew stronger.  I now get to experience life as a left-brain person.  Few folks get the chance to be both right and left brained in their life.  So I consider what my abusive (soon to be ex) husband gave me a unique wedding gift and a serious lesson in seeing the positive in absolutely any situation.
Angela Specker

Left to right

My second marriage certainly qualified as a learning experience.  I learned many, many things in that brief time but the lesson I find the most important is this—even the darkest storm cloud truly does have a silver lining.  I can honestly say he changed who I am at the very core, for the better I believe.  My whole life I was very left brained like my father; a math whiz, very compulsive and rigid. I wanted desperately to be more like my right brained mom; she is creative, artistic and flexible.  No amount of art classes, practice, or encouragement from mom could change the reality that I lacked artistic talent.  Then Prince Charming came along—boxing my ears, bashing my heed into walls and floors, and often choking me until I lost consciousness.  I thought he’d end my life but thanks to the amazing powers of the human brain he gave me a new life—the life of an artist.  Because most of the damage was sustained on the left side of my brain, the right began to compensate and grew stronger.  I may struggle with basic math now but I’m enjoying being a right brained person.    Few folks get to experience being both left and right brained in one lifetime.  I consider that my abusive jerk of a husband gave me a very unique wedding gift, the gift or artistic abilities.  He taught me a serious lesson in seeing the positive in any situation!

Angela Specker