thoughts

It's not that I've been thinking about death or dying really. But, I'd say within the last month, it's been on my mind more than usual.

About a month ago, a kalabash cousin passed away. She was 28 years old, a new teacher, a new wife.

A few weeks ago, a friend's mother passed away from cancer.

Yesterday was Mark's mom's birthday.

Michael Jackson was only 50 years old.

I'm reminded of a poem that was shared with me.

You can read it at this link: http://www.simpletruths.tv/dashpoem/

How will I spend my DASH?