My Grandfather’s Eulogy

My Grandfather’s Eulogy

            My father was wonderful and never turned the elderly quickly. He had awesome laughs that lightened the lives of everyone within the family. The bright eyes and smile made everything look unaffected around him. He was a kind and meek personality who was always willing to share anything available. Sorrow overwhelms me, but I let it roll over, even though it may break us down, but it will not be here forever. Grandfather lived a quiet and humble life avoiding any publicity. My Grandfather would not want us to focus on him. Wherever he is, he would not like anyone of us concentrating on his demise. Grandfather loved us, focusing on happiness on our lives and appreciating each other.

Grandfather lived happily during his lifetime. He successfully practiced his career actively and submissively as a sales representative. He began during the 1960s; Grandfather joined postal service and met grandmother. They had been friends for a while during their college life.  He vividly told of his past experiences with his grandmother. In 1965, the two friends over a long period decided to come together for a lifetime. The process of getting children was faced with various challenges during their marriage life. The first child did not live many years before he passed away. The coming of the daughter, Jeanne, brought a lot of hope for the young family. Later Annette came into life and then Anne in 1971. Finally, in the late 1970s, the last child of the two arrived.

The unity of the big family is much evidence for my Grandfather’s willingness to place others before him.

The love that he showed towards family was also reflected through his close relationship with his family members. During family meetings, he was always treated like a king. The care and live the family members showed him during his life made him consider them his extended family. When I was young, I thought loving someone entailed crying when they passed away. With time, I realize that loving someone is enjoying the time you spend together. Memories made and cherished memories for a lifetime.

A person who lived a peaceful life like my Grandfather has many people who will remember the significant impacts he had on their lives. Most of the people remaining behind miss our Grandfather, who was full of playful activities for the younger generation. During my younger years, going to grandpa and grandma was cheerful and full of excitement. Grandfather built structures in the farmland, which made us come up with fun activities. The fabrics we constructed either on the farm or the basement and played tricks with Grandfather. We would be frightened but later get happy with the act, realizing we were around Grandfather enjoying the quality time we had together. Subsequently, all of us join the rest of the family and enjoy sumptuous delicacies prepared by grandmother while we were away having fun. Grandfather enjoyed playing with children at any time. The games we played were his creations, with most of the plays being educative. He took us to his backyard and showed us the equipment that he had stored for future use.

 

Grandfather and I share numerous memories. The best was during one of my visits when he took me around, showing me the relevant life skills I need to apply for a happy life. I was lucky to have a close time with my Grandfather during his business sharpening period. He mostly spent his free time enhancing business skills that he learned during his career as a sales representative. Time spent with him was precious, which he mostly referred to it as numerous learning options.

One of the essential lessons I learned from my Grandfather was his dedication to my grandmother. Even after more than fifty years of marriage, the two were dedicated to one another. The commitment and love they showed to one another, and their family is something to be envious of. It is comforting that the two are together once again in heaven, probably watching the cubs on the kitchen table like they often did here with all of us.

Finally, the thing learned from Grandfather is his love for telling stories. A session of ten minutes with him would produce enough time for three different accounts. Growing up, I have so many stories that I would probably recite them all at once, but instead, I would share my own stories about my Grandfather. Grandfather, the people you left behind, we still cherish you even though everybody has a unique memory about you that they remember vividly.