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.

Growing up I was always closer to my dad; he's taught me so much about life, me, and how to handle things. My dad always understood me better than my mom ever even tried. My dad taught me I need to stand up for myself, but also to be there when someone needs me. He helped me stand up for myself, showed me what respect looks like; also, he taught me loyalty and respect are the two most important things. Along with all of that, he was there for me when no one else was.

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.

Benjamin Tucker is a 39 year-old hardworking, family oriented man and I am proud to call him my father. Everything he does is to provide for his family. That is one goal my dad will not give up on. Growing up, I have watched my father start a business, remodel homes, and build all kinds of things, all while working a full time job. My dad is a caring and understanding kind of person. If something was wrong, I know that I could go to him about anything I needed help with and he would give me the best answer that he could. It may take a little bit of Googling, but he always seemed to know exactly what to do. Benjamin Tucker is a hardworking provider, a crafty businessman, and a adventurous, loving father.

A phenomenal, strong, and intelligent woman. I introduce myself in such ways because I am a daddyless daughter, however being a daddy-less daughter does not define who I am. It does not take away the hard work, and achievements I have encountered in my 20 years of living.

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 am thankful for my dad. My dad makes me breakfast. He takes me hunting so i can get deer jerky. He also lets me drive his truck when we are at the hunting club. He teaches me all about cars,houses, and about tools. But that is not all my dad does for me.

As parents, we are immensely proud of our son's hard work. Jonathan has worked so much towards receiving his certifications from HVAC. We believe our son is bright and intelligent and that he has the potential to excel even more. Hopefully, he will become an engineer and will contribute to his community. We see Jonathan moving on to much greater things and we are so excited to watch him grow and succeed. We could not be more proud of our son's accomplishments.

First, I must say the day started off as one of the worst days in a long time. My husbands been out of work for a week now, and prior to that, companies weren't paying him for his work and everything has been unstable. Today I prayed more than I ever have in my life. I pleaded to the Lord to please just send my husband work... any work at all.

At first, my mom and my dad both had lived in the DR for a while before coming to the U.S with their family. After them moving to New York and not knowing each other my mom and dad attended the same school. Then they were going to high school where they started being friends and after a year or so goes by they get together. After graduating high school they both went to college. But they had me, got married and my dad left college to work hard to support for us. Then my dad left college to look out after me, but after three years later they had my sister. My sister and I got close, but my dad taught us how to be clean. So every day after school, I’ll do my homework, clean and I would never like my room dirty. So I thank him for that because

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

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

And in the end, after all that's happened these past 19 months, the Barack Obama I know today is the same man I fell in love with 19 years ago. He's the same man who drove me and our new baby daughter home from the hospital 10 years ago this summer, inching along at a snail's pace, peering anxiously at

This high societal position never crossed the image of my own destined future as a child, it had never even been one of my occupational considerations as I played with toy cars and soldiers. Most young boys, including myself, would look forward to saving the citizens and becoming firefighters or policeman. From my experience, those dreams are able to achieve, whether or not it is of the same dream you had when you were in your youth.

My mom went into labor at my dad’s birthday party. Only a few friends and family were over and she kept leaving the room. Finally, my uncle asked why she kept leaving. To which my father replied, “Oh, Laurie is just going into labor. We’ll leave for the hospital right after the party.” I love to tell this story not only because I can usually receive a small chuckle out of anyone who hears it, but because I would like to live my life the same way I came into it, with a party. For this reason, all of my life I have tried to find the fun in everything. Throughout harsh trials, being able to keep my chin held high and having an enthusiastic outlook on everything has truly helped. A surplus of those hardships have shaped me into the amazing young