Eulogy For Grandmother

I answered him with a bit of excitement in the tone of my voice, “Yes!” He started to walk away, and I knew it was safe to let out a little scream.

It was an early Christmas morning, I could smell the sugar cookie smell making its way through my house. I could only think of one person that could make this happen, my Abuelita. “Grandma” I shout from my room as she was in the kitchen. I wanted cookies so bad before opening our presents. But we wait for my dad to come from his house before opening presents.

When I look back at my childhood I cannot picture it without you. You have helped shaped who I am today and for that I thank you. When I think of you i think about all the love that you have to give. I am so lucky to have you in my life and I will always cherish the memories that I have with you.

The first footsteps we've ever taken are the ones that have imprinted the inside of our mothers' stomachs. Mothers don't just give birth to us, they give us a life to live. Now, some might say mothers are supposed to give birth; it's a natural process that is their duty. It's physically straining to have a child, but it takes a true warrior to raise a child. It is often forgotten how much they continuously provide for us and how many sacrifices they make. My mother has been my inspiration, not because of her title as my mother but because she is the prime example of a what I call a hero.

He started to catch up to me, and eventually picked me up again. “Let me go you d*ck.” “Can you stop screaming for two minutes and let me explain.” “You need water and food before you go on a long journey.” You don’t get it do you huh. I started to tear up realizing that if I try and attack him again, I was not going to get anywhere. His forehead was getting redder and redder each time I looked at him. “My nephew is all alone with my friends and they have no way to defend themselves at our camp. I need to be back there. I can not leave

I was bored. The car ride was long. I thought the trip to my grandpa's boat lake Michigan would be short, but I was wrong. We hit every red light and I was losing my patience. We finally get there, the weather is bad, it’s raining, I had a sniffle, and we catch nothing. “Patience” grandpa said. A few weeks later we go out again, still nothing, but at least it wasn’t raining that day. I’d never fished before so when my hook caught pieces of seaweed I thought it was a fish. My grandpa reminded me that you must be patient. Then I reminded him that he “guaranteed” me that I would catch a fish by the end of the summer. I told him that we would catch fish if we went out into the lake instead of just fishing off of the back of this boat on the

To my beautiful wife Hallie Baxter, you have saved my life by giving me purpose and perspective. When I think back about the time I was sitting at that bus stop bench in japan, and you messaged me that day. I didn’t know what to say at first, but as time passed and our love grew our wedding day finally came. I knew when I looked into your eyes that day I found the other half of my heart. Never in my life have I gazed upon someone so kind, strong, beautiful or smart. You have stuck beside me through thick and thin. Without you I would have never laid eyes on our beautiful daughters face. I don’t know where I would have ended up without you. But I know I am grateful to be with you every sec of every day. What I’m trying to say is that you taught

If there's anyone who could brighten up a room full of people arguing over which part of the turkey they want, disagreeing over politics, sharing the latest family gossip, it's definitely him. It's Thanksgiving and as I enter my grandparent’s house, I see him conversing with my aunt who's resemblance is uncanny, as he sips his glass of white wine and instantly looks up at me. It’s my grandfather, Gelo.

Grandma was inside making pudding biscuits, “Jayda!” she yelled. I ran inside she handed me a stick with dough on the end, the dough was sticky it felt like it was covered in sticky goo, “give this to grandpa” she said , I grabbed it out of her hand and walked out the door. “Here” I said to grandpa. He leaned over the fire.He held the dough covered stick over the flame, I thought it was kinda strange.

She widened her eyes and screamed “A snake is heading straight towards me! It is venomous!”

Sally was digging in the attic one night. In the bottom of an old box she stumbled across a tape. She shot down the stairs like a dart with excitement to find out what was on it. She watched intently and a smile broke out across her face as the images flashed up on the screen. It turned out to be videos of her as a child with her mother. She had missed her mother greatly since she had been gone.

You are such a special woman. I thank God everyday for bringing you into my life. You are truly a blessing, and I am grateful for our friendship.

Once we had made the fire we all got chairs and sat around it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something hop into the fire. I went to see what it was, and I found a toad that was extremely burned and suffering. I went to grab it and my dad stopped me. He knew that I was a huge animal lover so he went ahead and let me grab it out of the fire. Once I had him in my hands I blew on him to see if he would jump or not. He didn’t. I flipped him over and looked at his stomach to see if he was breathing and he was, but just barely. I knew I had to act fast. I brought Mr. Hopps inside and got a damp paper towel. I wrapped the paper towel around him and held him for a little bit. After a few minutes passed I unwrapped him to see if he was breathing better and he was. Later that night, I took him back outside at sat him by a bush.

She didn’t respond, but she raised her hand. In a manner to touch me. She began to pet me and then I realized what I truly was. I believe I died in that pond. Giving my life for hers. I crouched down and let her climb on top of my back, allowing me to carry her back home. She grabbed the giant antlers on the top of my head so she wouldn’t fall off while I began to walk. We were quite awase from her destination so I took our time and drag out the last minutes I would have with her. She slowly fell asleep with our travel. I reached the end of the forest and made my way through the tree line.

Both my parents burst through the doors, looking slightly concerned. “Mehak, why are you screaming?” My mom questioned. My eyes started to get watery, thinking of all the terrible possibilities, and I got a feeling in my gut that something was wrong. “Grandpa... H-he...w-were t-talking a-and h-he started c-coughing a-and the l-line w-went d-dead.” I stuttered, not knowing what to think. My dad flew out of the room, probably to contact my grandma about what was going on.