Remembering Margaret
Memories, linger forever when all else dies, Wind thru the pines and the stars in our eyes. Take care 'til we meet …
Grief is a multi-faceted response to loss. Although conventionally focused on the emotional response to loss, it also has a physical, cognitive, behavioural, social and philosophic...

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today is my grandma's funeral. I have decided that I wanted to read something at the ceramony. I am not sure I will be able to get through it, and I am very anxious. I would like to share it with all of you. Please let me know what you think. thanks.
For the past few days I have been trying to decide what to say today, and quite honestly, it was hard. It wasn’t hard because I didn’t have anything to say, but the complete opposite. I was so fortunate to have my great-grandma in my life for the past 22 years, which is something that very few people my age can say. Over the past 22 years I have made many memories with my grandma, which I know I will treasure for the rest of my life. My grandma was one of the most selfless people I have known. She was always willing to help anyone, no matter what the circumstance, and never asked for anything in return. I can only hope that I become the type of woman she was. When children are asked who their hero is, many of them say a superhero or someone famous. For my whole life, my great-grandma Frye was my hero. She may not have had magical powers, but if she did, it would have been her love. I can’t think of a time that she was not there for me, whether it was a school activity or picking my sister and me up from school. She made sure to attend all of our activities no matter what. One particular day she came to the 4-h fair to watch me show my steers. From the get go I knew she was nervous, and would always say “Oh I just don’t know about little Krista being around those big animals!†I reassured her I would be fine. As I was showing my steer, another one got loose in the ring. I have never seen someone move as fast as my grandma did! She had one foot out the door, ready to run, but was more concerned about watching me finish. That was one of many activites she attended in my life. I remember the day I got my trumpet, and took it to her house after school. Of course I wanted to show her how I could play it. She sat there and listened to me attempt to squeeze out a few notes, which I am sure was very painful, but when I finished she would always say “well that was just wonderful!†There are so many more things I could say about my grandma, and I know that all of you have your memories as well. I know we are all grieving today for we all lost a great lady. I would just like for you to take a moment and think about a special time that you shared with my grandma Frye. Although she may not be with us here today, she will always be with us in our hearts and our memories. Those are things that we will keep with us forever. I would like to close now by reading a poem I ran across that I can imagine my grandma saying to all of us. To Those I Love When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do, You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears, But be thankful we had so many good years. I gave you my love, and you can only guess How much you've given me in happiness. I thank you for the love that you have shown, But now it is time I traveled on alone. So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must Then let your grief be comforted by trust That it is only for a while that we must part, So treasure the memories within your heart. I won't be far away for life goes on. And if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear All my love around you soft and clear And then, when you come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home". Posted on 11/07/07, 11:11 am |
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Kristaroo, I think its really lovely and if you decide to go ahead and read it at the ceremony, your grandma will be even more proud of you than she already is, if thats possible... That poem is very special to me too, the words have helped me get through the past 4 months since losing dad - I can just hear him saying it to me. Sending you my best wishes, Juliexxx
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Krist,
I think this is just lovly,I'm sure your Grandmother would be very proud. I had to do this 3 yrs ago when my daughter Miranda was killed,How I made it through it ,I will never know.I felt our minister move closer to me as I read it,thinking I would faint I guess. Miranda was Bipolar and had many dark days in her short 17 yrs,so this is the poem I wrote for her. I saw you in my dreams last night,you were waving Good-Bye.A smile on your face not a tear in your eyes. I tryed to call you back to me,But you continued on your way.you stopped for a moment and turned my way saying "look my Mom the dark clouds have gone away,I'm forever safe and happy here in Gods loving arms". So when I'm feeling sad and low,I will remember you this way.The smile on your face as you continued on your way. I love you Miranda.
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Krista, that is really beautiful. All of it! I hope you got to read it at the funeral. I'm so sorry for your loss.
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Just fine - and I hope you're pleased with it, too, and that you got the credit you deserve for giving your grandma such a fine tribute.
My Condolences.
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