measure in love

This morning was the funeral for a member of our family who passed away earlier this week. It wasn't completely unexpected given that he had terminal cancer but it wasn't quite expected to be this past week. He had just been talking about planting bulbs a few days before. Just after hanging up the phone when we received the news, the Infinite Wisdom of the Shuffle came through with this song:

How will your life be measured? More importantly, how do you measure it now? We all only have so much time--spend it well.

I found this during my YouTube search--the original broadway cast at the 1996 Democratic National Convention in Chicago:

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