My Eulogy

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My eulogy

It is indeed a sad day for all of us. When you lose such a great person. I think sharing our grief would help us ease our burdens.
I might have meant something to each and every one of you. Personally, I was my guardian angel. I remember when we were in school you often got into fights because of me. People used to tease me and he didn’t want to see me get hurt so he tried to protect me. He is also the only person I could confide in. I could talk to him about anything because he never judged or scolded me. He always had some great advice ready for me. He had this trait where he could always turn a dull party around.
He was such a character. He knew how to be serious at times and he also knew when to joke around. As a friend he was also very dear. He always found time to be with his friends. He was a very loyal and kind friend. He was also very polite; he was the kind of man who always opened doors for ladies. He could be very immature at times but that’s just because he was still a child inside a young man’s body.
I remember our last talk together; we talked about death and how our funerals should be. You didn’t like to see people cry, especially your family. We only talked about this as a joke and now I realize why you had mentioned it. He told me he wanted to have rides at his funeral or anything that would make people happy. I jokingly answered him that I could easily arrange for it but I’d have to face his mother’s wrath. He just answered, “that ’it will no longer be his problem”. That talk happened just last month.
I know he left lots of things undone and others that he never had a chance to start. But let us promise that we will continue what he has started and hopefully fulfill his dreams. This is just my small way of saying thank you for everything he did for all of us.
Let’s just be thankful for all the special moments that you have…...

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