I have thought about this for a while now. Therefore, after the incident yesterday I decided it would be best if I got this off my chest. I love the two of you with all my heart. Nothing gives me more joy than to see the two of you happy. Happy with, school, job, boyfriends, kids, spending time with each other…life. I get this feeling of completeness when you are here at home, spending time together and hearing you two laugh. I know I have not been the best of mothers and I know you two think this and that about me and I accept that. However, what I cannot accept is your lack of respect of me as your mother. I can almost hear your thoughts right now... ”you earn respect; you want respect you have to give respect, respect yourself.” Well, I …show more content…
I have made sacrifices many times to be able to give you the things you wanted. I have worked on days that I was too sick to hold my head up. I have driven a car to take you places you wanted to go praying all the way there and back we would make it because the car was low on gas. I have bought just enough micro meals for me to eat for lunch so that you could have chick fi la l for breakfast. I have bought a car (not making the payments but with my credit) when I desperately needed a car myself. I have purchased things for you when I set out to get myself something new. For the past 13/14 years I have worn hand me downs so you could get new clothes/shoes. I have worn boots that I bought you but you wanted new ones so I wore your old ones even with them being a little big. I have not and I am not complaining. Those and many other things are just simple little things a mother does for her children, She sacrifices her own needs and wants so her children can have the things they need and want. I have always wanted the two of you to do better than I have. I have never wanted to see you struggle. It is hard being a young single mother. You both were young when you became a mother, really too young to understand how to be a mother, especially difficult when you were raised by a very young single mother who never had a “motherly mother”. If I were being graded on my skills as a mother, I would more than likely fail most parts. Nevertheless, I do hope on the part of showing your children you love them I would at least pass. I know the way I express myself sometimes is not perfect but after much time I would have thought at least the two of you would have a understanding of who I am, how I express myself, the need to be at home, the need for my home to be my safe space, my intimate domain. There have been things I have never shared with the two of you because
I'd like to thank you all for the outpouring of support and condolences on the loss of my beautiful son Adam. My entire family appreciates it. This is my eulogy to Adam:
Eulogy for Son First, I would like to say thank you for the tremendous outpouring of love and affection from our community at last night’s viewing for John. Roger at the funeral home told us this was the largest turnout he could remember. Close to 1,000 friends—and many people who were merely touched by John’s story—waited up to four hours in the rain to pay their respects. We want you to know how very grateful and very touched we were by the response.
Today, the most difficult day in my family’s life, we gather to say farewell to our son, brother, fiancé and friend. To those of you here and elsewhere who know Dylan you already are aware of the type of person he was and these words you will hear are already in your memory. To those who were not as fortunate, these words will give you a sense of the type of man he was and as an ideal for which we should strive. My son has been often described as a gentle soul. He was pure of heart and had great sensitivity for the world around him. He had a way with people that made them feel comfortable around him and infected others to gravitate toward him. Dylan exuded kindness and pulled generosity and altruism out from everyone he touched. He was everyone's best friend.
Good morning. Joe and I thank you all for coming to celebrate our son Mark's life.
...h conclusion about my struggles with my mother. Mothers (and fathers) do what they can with what they know. That is all. They believe that they are doing the right thing, and we as children must learn to appreciate that.
This made me even more certain that parenting is overall a very rewarding
On behalf of my entire family, I want to thank all of you for your compassion and for being present here today. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Mauri-Lynne, and I'm Lionel's daughter. Dad was devoted to every one of you. We all hope that you'll share your memories of him with us, if not today then in the weeks and months to come.
I stand before you today to pay my last respects, and to say my final goodbyes, to my father Harry.
Eulogy for Son William was a very special person. His good qualities are endless. Since he was just a child, I always remember William sticking up for the family. When his sister, Lisa, was a baby, William would sit outside her room with a mask and cape on, ready to rescue her in case she started crying. And, if William’s father or I were making too much noise, he was always quick to fly downstairs and tell us to keep quiet so as not to disturb his little sister.
I kneel in front of the grave marker, both knees on the ground, then I lower my head enough so that I show my submission and willingness to receive any judgment that my God, Virtue, may see fit to visit upon me. Then I touch my palms together and close my eyes, so that God's dearest daughter, Grace, would not be seen by these unworthy eyes, should my prayers be answered. In this position, I solemnly pray for the souls of both my parents to have found peace in the after-life. Many times I have been told that my father was an honorable man and surely he was welcomed in the heavens with open arms and the few faint memories I have of him confirm this.
Eulogy for Son The Death of a Child. Not many people realize that the death of a child is NOT in accordance with God’s NORMAL scheme of things. It is not a natural. God did not mean for a child to go first. A child buries the parent.
Hello husband. Do you remember the day we got married? I was so nervous. It began waking up on the beautiful island of Maui. Waking up in a gorgeous hotel suite, overlooking the ocean, flowers throughout the room, a fresh pot of coffee, and butterflies tickling my stomach.
I am not the mother of the group. I also need to work on just doing my best and not worry about what the rest of the group is going to
Before I begin I would like to thank all of you here on behalf of my mother, my brother and myself, for your efforts large and small to be here today, to help us mark my fathers passing.
Motherliness is a way of life. It enables a women to express her total self with the tender feelings, the protective attitudes, the encompassing love of the motherly women (58)