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Family and Grandma
On behalf of the family, I want to thank everyone for coming today to remember by Grandmother, Ruth Cline. It really means a lot to all of us that you are here to celebrate her life. When I was asked to give the eulogy for my grandma 's funeral, I said oh yes, sure. I would be happy to. But after I thought about it for a bit I panicked! I thought what should I say, where do I begin;What should people know; whats most important, I went to bed stressing about writing something special. When I finally sat down the next day to write about grandma, I thought and thought. I wrote and scratched and threw out paper after paper. I wanted to include so many things that my mind was scattered in every direction. I wanted so much to make sure it sounded right; that is addressed every detail of her life, that I included special moments or times. The more I wrote, the less I had written out in the right way. I finally decided to just speak with my heart and remember her “my way”.

My grandma loved her family. When I say loved, I mean she loved to be a participant in your life. She loved to hear what was going on with everyone and keep up with their lives. When we talked, Grandma would always be sure to fill me in with tidbits on what was happening with my cousins Damion & Amber or Pam & April. She was proud of of her grandchildren and great grandchildren.

She was a lover of books; she enjoyed reading anything from politics to biographies to the national enquirer. She loved keeping up with all the celebrity gossip.

She loved to travel and visit new places and meet people. One of my memories of grandma was a trip to Hawaii I was a senior in high school. Grandma and Grandpa were on this trip. I can still see my grandma in her bermuda shorts, white blouse, tennis shoes, red lipstick and straw hat. On this particular trip while walking back to the hotel, grandma and grandpa had lost each other around a cement foundation pillar. Picture a clock with

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