Eulogy For Father

Family: Gabriel is 12 year old Hispanic male who lives in Fords NJ with DCP&P resource parent Mr. Ronny Chirichello and two foster siblings. Gabriel has been in Mr. Chirichello home for the past 19 months. Gabriel has adjusted well to Mr. Chirichello home. Mr. Chirichello holds Gabriel accountable for his acting out behaviors in school and give him appropriate consequences (i.e. taking away his cell phone, no TV, games system or outside time, etc). Gabriel responds well to Mr. Chirichello directives and house rules. Gabriel continues to have ongoing difficulties with emotional boundaries with his bio-mom. Gabriel and his sister does not have the best sibling relationship. Gabriel mention to Mr. Chirichello that before his brother passed away he and his sister was close but sine their brother’s death they do not get along.

Father, I intercede, according to your will, on the behalf of Elijah. That he will come into the understanding of your ways and how to walk in faith through all aspects of his life.

I would try to come here everyday just to write something so i can get it of my chest and maybe show my kids in the future if i even have a boyfriend or kids. Honestly i'm so random idk… Anyway i want to get to point that i love u mom but sometimes you just to stop and leave the house alone and take a break your under all this stress and i feel bad.. And i know part of the stress is because of me cause i talk back to u ( which i'm very sorry about) AND PUTTING THAT THING ON LALI IS LITTLE CRAZY DON'T YOU THINK.. Look i know he's your first son but come on he's 9 and living under cops don't you think that's a little crazy. Ok onto my BTS and phone problem i lost my phone for another week which i understand cause i talk back but also there's a lot of thing happening with BTS that i haved log in to my TWITTER acc in school just to see if BTS is still alive.

Few hours of sleep, just worked a tiring shift, but my dad still gets up to go to our sports meets. My dad sacrifices so much to make sure that we are happy. My dad never misses our sports and will go with no sleep so he can come. My dad works countless hours to buy us the extra things. My dad always goes above and beyond for us and shows us that you need to work hard for your family. That is why my dad is my Michigan hero.

As I stood over him, confusion overpowered my hopes and positive attitude. I hugged my brother and sisters, my mom and dad, and my grandmother as we said our last goodbye.

Tonight, marks the 7 month anniversary of my relationship with my boyfriend. To celebrate, I’m going to make him a romantic dinner with his favorite meal and dessert, the chocolate flan. I am going to teach you how to bake the most amazing and delicious chocolate flan you ever had, so you can bake it for your loved one, on any special occasion. It tastes really good; it just melts in your mouth. Whenever I eat it, I don’t want to put it down, I believe this is why my boyfriend loves it so much. To make this really amazing flan, you need just a few ingredients: 2 cans of sweet condensed milk, 1 can of regular milk, any other milk will change the taste of the flan (use the can from the condensed milk to measure it.), 6 egg yolks, 6 tablespoons

Growing up as a child my parents have struggles slot to make sure that me and my sisters were sheltered and well feed. My dad has been the hard working man of the family providing us with money to get the things we wanted. I've always looked up to my dad because he's always stood by me as I tried to forte in life. about 2 years ago my mom and I got a call from my dads coworkers saying that he was being rushed to the hospital because he passed out at work. They sent him to fairfax inova hospital and once we got there the doctor said he was dehydrated and that he needed to rest which didn't make sense to me because my dad doesn't get sick. It took about a week for my dad to recover from the incident and he was back on his feet working, healthy,

spending every seconds; minutes; hours; days; weeks; and months with you is memorable, every night I spend with you make me want to stay longer and be with you everyday, I felt every emotion there is in the past eight months of being happy; worry; sad; joyful; disappointed; excited; lonely; scared; and being afraid, every drive to see you is worth every cents of gas cause you're the one I love, every time I hurted you make me sad to think that I don’t deserve a man like you to be in my life and to be my boyfriend who forgiven and love me as much as you do, no matter how bad our arguments and fights are I will always still want to cuddle with you; hug you; kiss you; and see you, I cried too often thinking you would leave too many time in restaurants;

I want to tell him that I love him and I care. But I can’t. He doesn’t want me to. It would make everything worse. I have this sick belief that love is a fallacy, because most of the time for me, it is. And I just can’t stop feeling this disgusting feeling. It’s not really a yearning but it’s like- I want him to know that he isn’t useless and hopeless and trash but I can’t tell him that because he won’t care and he’ll think I’m just doing it because I want to bang him or something. Even in just a platonic way, I want him to be happy and I don’t want him to be hurt- but I can’t stop him from hurting himself and it’s useless and hopeless and without a solution because we are both really messed up and that’s just the way that he releases negative

My family is about money; you should have a job that's all about money. Don't worry about spending time with your wife and kids because you must provide for your family. It's all about money. I remember when I was growing up my mom and dad will be fighting about money. My dad spends about 13,000 a year on lottery tickets, that's why we have money problems. I have seen money splint up families and friends. I am 28 years old and the only thing that I know about my father is he was born in Alabama. He never spent any time with me or any of his other kids or said anything positive. He tells me to get out his face and leave him alone, go and play some were, and talk to me like am a slave. And the only time he talks to me is when it came to money, example: Why you won't to be in the band? That cost money. My dad and me never spent time with each other unless it is was

Pop said, “Your father wrote extremely well,” but it sounds like “Experience is the best teacher.” I think “He wrote with his feet. Like that guy that plays the piano, who was in the newspaper.” I want to say, “He wrote with his eyeballs.’ I want to asininely say “If it’s extremely well we’re talking about, I am extremely well.”

With doctors standing over my shoulder as I’m writing, there needs to be less of the romance and more of the memory inducers. I guess I’ll start with your family.

Daddy I was your biggest fan. You were so abusive. I really didn’t know any better.

Oh the Bible telling us in this verse not to lean on our own understanding... if you don’t mind I used my spiritual imagination. Derek my oldest son is now 18 years old, just graduate from high school. Momma and daddy are so proud of him, as he about to enter into college... Oh before Derek get into his car that he been asking for since he was 15 years old (the age he is right now) and drive off to college, I wanted to give him some fatherly advice.

I am old and sick, I need to give my grandson Martin something important to our family history, I need to go to them. I am on my journey to my family's house. In my journey I have ridden on a bus for two and a half days, when I arrived in the city I was so tired and stiff from the busses. I was just dropped off on Bell View Drive. I’m walking and I can not read the addresses so I am walking in the middle of the street so read them. All of a sudden dogs and little children started crowding around me and and then I see martin and he starts yelling at the kids and dogs to go and then greeted him. He took me to his home I greeted my daughter and then hugged my sweet granddaughter, then I collapsed.