I thought that we were good friends, yet the minute I turn my back you leave me for Henry. Do you even feel regretful? You left me, and didn’t even say ’Goodbye’. It hurt me when I came to your hotel, and the owner told me you had left the other night and never came back. I know that he will only cause trouble for you, and you can’t say I didn’t warn you. I’ve been telling you that he is nothing but a hindrance to you, since the time I realized what you two were doing at the hospital, but you did not listen. I should have stopped you back then: I should’ve turned you in so that they would have separated you from him. I don’t understand how you could possibly love him after he impregnated you, leaves and expects you to take care of everything. I tried to be happy for you, but I lacked the will and strength to lie to …show more content…
I hope that you two aren’t caught and that you get to live a happy life. I hope that you give birth with no difficulties and that you two make it to wherever you are planning on going, maybe even make it back to America. I hope that he continues he keeps you safe, I don’t care what happens to him as long as you and the baby are safe. With all these hopes I also fear that you two will be caught, and you will be drawn into his mess. I fear that as you are going wherever you are going, you go into labor and die while having the baby because of the conditions you put yourself through. I would be really sad if I heard that you died. I would never be able to forgive Henry. What I fear the most is your love for each other dying. I fear it because it is too late to give up on each other. All you have left is each other and if that dies your baby will be born into a family where he/she isn’t loved. I love you even though you left me. I hope that we see each other again and you can say that I was wrong, I really do, because I’m really worried about you. Henry if you read this, all I have to say to you is prove me
One of my earliest memories of Grandpa begins with us driving to the Monmouth Park Racetrack. We sure did love to go to the track and root for Julie Krone or one of our other favorite jockeys. He loved challenges, and he especially loved the challenge of picking the ponies. He would read the race programs in the Asbury Park Press and usually pre-pick most of the day's favorite horses before ever leaving the house. Still, on arrival, we always bought the program and maybe a race sheet or two before entering the track grandstand. After picking up a couple of seats right around the finish line or maybe a little past it, back to figuring he'd go. As he went, grandpa would always point out the horses that had won recently or looked like they were due. "I have a feeling about this one" he'd say.
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.
Once upon a time, a 18 year old named Juan was going to work in his father’s vegetable market. Juan always goes to help out his father no matter what. Him and his dad moved to Jerusalem from a village in Jordan. His mother had passed away from a wound infection. His father didn’t have enough money for medicine, so that’s why she died. They moved so they wouldn’t struggle anymore, and so they can live a different life. Juan is a very helpful, nice, intelligent, and had a very prodigious heart . Everyone in Juan’s village liked him, but his bullies, John and Josh, just hated him. They always bullied Juan on a daily basis just because they were jealous of how Juan was loved by everyone. While Juan was helping out his dad, Juan and Josh went to his dad’s store and Josh started to say that he and Juan’s girlfriend Emily were in love and that Emily didn’t love Juan anymore. He was just ignoring them because he knew that it wasn’t true, so he continued on working.
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 stand before you today to pay my last respects, and to say my final goodbyes, to my father Harry.
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.
“Just listen. Please,” only the desperation in his voice made me stay- well I guess that’s not true. Deeply I wanted to hear what he had to say but another side of me wanted t the apology. “Look,” he sounded as though he was on the brink of tears- and lots of them too. “I still love you.I still love you with everything I have. I was drunk and lost that night- I never called you because- because I was scared you would leave me. I’m hopelessly in love with you Abigail, I never wanted to hurt you,” in that moment he sounded so cliche that I wanted to slap him across the face. I noticed him beginning to shake his head. “I know the idiocy of what I just said made you laugh on the inside, but- the dearth of my sleep, I’ve missed you so much, please just-” I thought about it all, and the worst part is that I believed him and the only way to shut him up now, was to well. I leaned as close possible to him and wrapped my hands around his head pushing his soft lips against my own. Suddenly I realized it wasn’t him I ever needed, it was someone at all and my choice was
Good morning. Joe and I thank you all for coming to celebrate our son Mark's life.
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.
On behalf of my family, I want to thank you all for joining us here today to celebrate John’s long and amazingly fruitful life—a life of love extended, commitments kept, and faith observed.
For the first time in my life, I'll celebrate Father's Day this year without my dad. The man who had the most influence on the man I became passed away on April 14. Jack was 79.
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.
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.
Dad was my rock. He was always there or just a phone call away. He was the funniest man I knew, he could make you smile just by him walking into the room. But with all his fun did come a serious side of him. He was a stern and disciplined man, but he could never resist the opportunity to have a little fun here and there.