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YOU MUST WRITE IT DOWN. This is not a wedding toast. In grief, people ought not be forced to wander through memories that may not be acute, well framed, and, above all, purposeful.



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There's always a lot we could say when remembering someone, but I'll do my best to make this brief.

My mother loved her family and friends. Sometimes her private streak could put people off, but her motives were never malicious. She often showed a compassionate, open heart.

She liked to keep current. She liked to read and had a curiosity that drove her to learn computer skills that eluded other people of her vintage.

It was Mom's wish that she have a small private service for those closest to her to come to terms with her loss. On this matter she showed her inclination to think of her immediate family without attaching much drama to the matter. It was touching to hear her request this when neither of us wanted to dwell on the subject. But the simplicity of this memorial service is in keeping with her self-effacing nature.

She liked to keep thoughts of God and eternity private, and would avoid the subject when anyone brought it up. But we know that this moment is just a step in one's journey, and that, in a most real sense, this is the beginning of life.

In Isaiah 25:8, we're told that death is swallowed up in victory...

There is no "loss" here. We know where she is, and she knows where we are. This is the way of life for the Believer.



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On the surface, my mother, Molly would not impress many as an extraordinary person. She was a loving wife and mother, a capable homemaker, a good and kind soul. But beneath her mortal cover, Molly was truly remarkable in many ways. In her heart was excessive love, unyielding faith and the courage of a thousand armies. In her mind was the everlasting thought, "how can I give?" She sought always to be a friend, a helping hand, a uniter, never to be a burden or a divider. Her soul was warmed by the fire of hope and lifted with the excitement of joy. Every day she spent on this earth she knew was a gift from God and she willingly passed that on to all whom she touched. I don't suppose to speak for her. I don't have to, as her life spoke plainly: "Keep your faith. It will never fail you." Hold all you know in love closely and dearly and give all that you can, with all of your heart, every hour of every day. There is the path to peace and joy. I know my mom would not want us to be sad today, though it is impossible to let her pass without many, many tears. But please pledge with me today, because I know she would want it this way - remember her only in joy and happiness. That is the gift she leaves for all of us. Keep her in your heart and hold on tight!



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For Grandpa:

"Sorrow comes in great waves...but it rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us.it passes and we remain." - Henry James

My Grandpa was a humble man; he never liked to be the center of attention. In life and now in death, he wouldn't want us to focus on him. He wouldn't want us to focus on the sadness of his death, but instead focus on the happiness in our lives. He would want us to appreciate each other and our future.

A man as humble and loving as Grandpa will always be remembered by those of us who knew him and loved him. Although we will miss him, his smile, his pranks, his love, we take consolation in the good feelings of our memories.

I remember when I was a little girl, visiting Grandma and Grandpa. Grandpa would help us make forts and haunted houses in the basement. After it was built he pretend to go do something but he'd sneak back and scare us, or play tricks on us. And we'd shriek with fright but then laugh until our faces were sore because we knew it was Grandpa having fun with us. Then we'd go upstairs for a huge, delicious meal that Grandma would have prepared for us.

Every Christmas, Grandpa used to dress up as Santa, and sometimes even the Easter Bunny. I was so excited when I saw him with a bag full of goodies. I would sit on his lap and I'd open the bag. It was so much fun.

Whenever we would visit, Grandpa always played with us. We played board games, we'd have races and he would show me how his tools worked and we would build things together. One time we built a shelf that I hung up in my room, it's still there now. He was so much fun to be around, he loved to laugh and to have fun and I adored him.

Grandpa always said that his grandchildren kept him young at heart. That made us feel good inside. I can see that my father got his fun loving spirit from grandpa. He was a great teacher to have, not only for my dad and us, but also for everybody. He was selfless and kind. He loved being a parent and grandparent. It was his calling in life.

Grandpa, I will always miss you. But I have so many wonderful memories to hang on to. You were a role model, and a friend. Your guidance and love will carry me through to the end of my days. I love you Grandpa, until we meet again.

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Loose Items

Finally located a favorite 4th grade songbook, after a 5-year search, on the clues "green cover, songbook" and some of the vintage song titles. It was something that held a lot of meaning for her, and would frequently ask if I had found it based on the scant clues she had given.

Video, Annie Get Your Gun; out of print until 2006, when this artifact was successfully scavenged.



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Google: "a eulogy" "i remember" - 020915

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