Eulogy for Father :: Eulogies Eulogy

Eulogy for FatherOn behalf of myself, my mom and my brother, I want to thank everyone for being here....On the one hand, I was dreading today. I dont want to cry anymore. I dont want to yearn to hug my dad one last time, long to see his smiling face or hear his cheerful voice. On the other hand, I wanted today to come so that I could be around all of the people who bash my dad so that I might feel his presence through sharing memories of him,....sharing tears....and maybe even sharing some laughter.How do you come to wrong with the loss of your belove vex? How do you find happiness again? How do you move forward despite your aching heart, emptiness and sadness? Its the like Im in the midst of a nightmare that doesnt disappear when I wake up. I desperately want to find peace within myself about my fathers death. I want my faith to reassure me that my dad is still with me in spirit. I think if I take this time to share the kind of man my father was, we might all feel like he is sti ll very much alive.My dad was the most passionate person Ive ever known. When he believed at that place was truth in something, he strived to educate others in the hopes they might open their minds to new possibilities. He was silly and zany with a great sense of humor. His alive(p) presence was evermore felt in a room. He was a voracious reader. If I ever had a question about something, he always had answers because hed read an article or a book recently about it. He was generous with his time. He would do anything for anybody at any time. My dad loved toys. When I was a kid, hed buy me things that he really wanted to play with like capsella and model trains. He was an extremely sentimental person. When he visited his grandson for the basic time 2 months ago, he bought him his first model car and purchased the New York Times that came out the day after so that Matthew would someday know what was sack on in the world the day he was born, he saved all magazines, he framed simple notes sent by friends that signified an strategic time in his life, he couldnt bare to sell his childhood home.