A eulogy is a great piece of writing used to entertain
people about a person's life, to acknowledge people who have passed away and to
remember them in a special way. Eulogies are usually read at funerals. Eulogies
provide information about the deceased person including personal quotes and
stories, but most of all with the love that the reader had and always will have
for that person.
Eulogies are different in many ways. Some eulogy
writers may write a serious piece of work, while others may insert humor into
the eulogy. In my opinion, eulogies should have humor in them: It will make not
only you relax, but it will make the moment easier for your audience. When you
write your eulogy, make sure that it is clear and understandable--you want your
audience to understand and recognize what you are saying! If you include a
memory that you don't think your audience will remember, use "I remember when"
or "I can remember." It is easier to say something (a personal quote, story or
saying) that the audience will remember about the person.
In your eulogy you should
always acknowledge the person you're writing about in a positive manner. If you
loved this person and the audience did, too, you shouldn't display any negative
attitude in your eulogy. Pay your respects to this person in a loving manner.
Provide memories and loving details that you and the audience can remember about
When writing a eulogy, provide the
necessary elements, but when you're reading your eulogy, talk to the audience as
though you were talking to a friend. Get the audience involved in what you are
telling them. Make them laugh, make them cry, make them happy to be a part of
When writing your eulogy, recognize the person that you are
writing about for who they were. Do not make up stories of what that person did.
Write about the memories you had with this person and mention the memories that
everyone in your audience will remember. Make your eulogy memorable--for you and
your audience. Make your audience listen and respond to you.
In conclusion, you should now know how to write a eulogy. Whether it's serious
or humorous, it will come from you. Make the eulogy clear and understandable.
Get your audience involved. Be the best writer you can be. After all, you are
reading this to a live audience at a funeral. (Or perhaps you are reading this
to a teacher in front of your whole English class for a substantial grade!)
Whoever or whatever this eulogy is
for, make it perfect. Compose this piece for you, your audience and most of all
for the person listening above. One thing to always remember: While writing and
reading a eulogy, be yourself.
When I think of Mary Helen Holland, also known to me as Grandma, I think of
learning, laughter and love.
Now all of the felicitous times are just a big barrier of
memories surrounding my heart.
I can remember doing puzzles with my Grandma. The table she'd use came up to my
chin when I was first interested in the concept of putting pieces of colorful
cardboard together. When we had finished forming all the pieces together, I was
in pure fascination of how beautiful the picture was that the pieces had formed.
One time my family bought my Grandma a puzzle containing five
thousand pieces. She worked on it (which took a lot of time) but eventually
finished it. Grandma even made it into her city's newspaper about her puzzle. It
made me feel that Grandma was famous. After she was done with it, she glued it
together and stored it away underneath my Grandpa's bed. Let me say to you that
this puzzle had faces on it of people all over the world. Grandpa really enjoyed
having a hundred faces looking at him during the night. "All the world is
looking at me," he'd say.
Grandma taught me how to swim; she was a lap swimmer. When I
grew up my cousins, my sister and I taught her how to do a bomb into the water.
I bet she was the only Grandma in the world to do that.
Grandma once popped one of my rafts by jumping on it.
Remember that, Mom? You popped the other one.
Grandma was involved in so many groups, clubs and activities;
she was very popular. But it was time for God to take her. I can see her right
now: laughing, talking and probably even doing the Charleston with her new and
old friends in heaven. Grandma now is in charge of watching out over us. And in
spirit she joins us today.
Grandma is like a ray sunshine. She helps light the way. She
keeps us warm and comfortable. She cradles us with her warm arms.
Grandma gave me so much wisdom; she was the smartest lady I
ever knew. She had class and loyalty, courtesy and honor.
Grandma beat me in Monopoly every time--her iron got all the
good properties. She taught me how to cross stitch. She let my sister and I have
a fashion show using all of her clothes and accessories.
We would model and pretend that we were cover girls. We were
covered in all of Grandma's things.
Grandma had everything.
Grandma also dressed up as a lot of things: an Easter Bunny,
Mrs. Claus, a witch, even a fairy.
When I was little, I remember getting my toes sprinkled with
my Grandma's "magic powder" before each fairy hunt we used to have.
I am so lucky I had this classy lady as a Grandma. She was a
gift from God to my family but now she is a gift to God. Whenever I feel the
sun's rays upon my shoulders, I will always know that Grandma is holding me in
her own special way, keeping me warm. God, take care of her up there, and
Grandma--don't cause too much mischief. I will miss you very much, Grandma. You
are a ray of sunshine--the way you've touched everyone's lives. Take care and
keep on shining.
I love you very much.
Amy C. Stumbo