Eulogy For Father

A few weeks ago, we lost a very special someone. She is not only special in my life, but for almost everyone in this room. She may be a close relative for some of you, maybe her niece or nephew, granny for the little ones, or even a friend. Sharmaine happens to be my dear mother. To everyone here, I’d like to thank you for the support that you have given our family throughout this hardship. In exchange, I would like to share with you how great of a friend, a mother and a husband my mom used to be.

The first memory I remember about my mom was her continuous and repetitive story about her childhood. It starts of by telling me how she met her childhood best friend, Aunt Jess, who I consider as my second mother. They met during their freshman

As a kid, it became a routine at night. She tells me the story while showing me some of their pictures when they were young. She would continue until I fall asleep. The way she talks about dad with a smile on her face, I know that she was truly and deeply in love with dad. Together, they raised a family of 6; my 3 older brothers and I was an addition to their story. I became a mama’s girl because I am the only daughter. I loved being pampered and dressed up by her. I remember how I spend my playtime with her in the kitchen, trying to help prepare meals for all of us although I only create a mess. I mean, what a does a 6 year old know about cooking? I remember I always wait for her home made cupcakes, cookies, especially ice creams. As I grow, I know she had been dreaming for me to become a doctor, although I wanted to be something else. However, she still supported me to what I wanted to be, to be a dentist. She was never angered by my decisions and have always been proud of me. This is what I would never forget about my mom: her long-lasting patience, kindness, and the love what we always felt. She has guided us to achieve the best future possible. She raised a businessman, 2 engineers, and a