Examples Of Eulogy

Eulogy (I have not experienced a death of someone in my life, choosing my father)
My father was amazing at his job of being a parent. What more could we have asked for than to be loved every day of our life. We weren’t financially stable at times, but he did the best he could do for us, even if he had to work harder. I never really thought of how special he was to me until few friends of mine said they wish they had someone like him in their life, supportive. He’s been there from the start, through elementary school and bullying, middle school and me having wanting to be a gothic because I was hanging out with the wrong crowd, high school, the point where parents realize their children are growing up, and college, where we are adults but have a lot to learn. I’ve been blessed with such parents- the deep feeling of being loved.
He played a huge role in shaping who I am. Again, he advised me into not hang with the wrong crowd, the gothics, because
they are who they are because they don’t have parental influence in their home and did whatever they pleased. That I was not considered one of them, instead, that I was a good girl with good parents by her said and that someday I’ll be better that who they are because I will always have their support.
It’s funny how any little comment I made about how my day went would turn into a life lesson.
Every single one. For example, when I volunteered at Ben Taub hospital, in the first few weeks, I had to experience seeing people in their death in the emergency room and having their families come over to say their last goodbye. I got through the day but at night before going to bed, it would break down in tears because I haven’t experienced such situation before. My parents would both come hug me and tell me it’s just a part of life. We are born, live and die. He would make it better by adding “and pay taxes for sure”. But the lesson was that I have chosen the health care field, we all break down because we have feelings but if we become depressed because of such day, then I don’t fit in the health care field. He would always ask me if I could do it after getting home from the hospital. And I would respond that it’s an everyday event and there’s nothing to stop it but we can help the patients and their families get through
it.
I am a lot like my dad. We are both sweet, caring, funny, sentimental but I don’t talk as much as he does. I always would sit and listen while he talked for hours and would get mad because I would answer short. But his voice will always be there. When I have children and they do mistakes that I did, he would be right in front of me saying “see, I told you not to do it because you wouldn’t want your children to do it and look what happen, now say this, that and this just like I told you and tell them to not let their children do it.” That’s the best way for me to express my gratitude and keep his spirit alive- shaping my future like he shaped mine and always be there for my future to make him proud; let him know that I was listening the whole time he talked in the car and not like thought I was hearing him just say “blah, blah, blah” as he talked.