Update regarding my grandfather

[UrbScotty]

It's raining outside.

Not that it was going to be a good day anyway.

In case you didn't hear, my grandfather died yesterday afternoon.

My uncle is meeting with the funeral home director this morning to make final arrangements. Visitation will likely be tomorrow and Sunday, with the funeral tentatively set for Monday. Burial may be Monday or Tuesday.

I will probably eulogize at the funeral, but I don't know what to say. Any ideas as far as that is concerned would help.

Thank you for the warm thoughts and prayers.

I'll keep you posted. Now I'm going to watch "Hollywood Squares," "Family Feud," and "The Price Is Right." I need something positive to distract me.

[Nicholas D Wolfwood]

1. You have my condolences

And if I prayed, you would be in my prayers.

[Rainbowreflect]

2. I've been wondering how you were doing.

As far a the eulogy goes, I would suggest happy stories that people that knew him can relate to. Funny things he was known for, family jokes dealing with him, special times you shared.
When my grandfather died I remember family and friends telling wonderful stories that made us laugh and cry.
:hug:

[TNDemo]

3. My condolences and a couple of things for the eulogy.

Not much can be said when you lose someone other than "I'm sorry."

Here are a couple of poems I have used in funerals:

Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone"

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she let my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...

Death comes in its own time, in its own way.
Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.





To Those I Love
by Isla Paschal Richardson

If I should ever leave you,
Whom I loveTo go along the silent way. . .
Grieve not. Nor speak of me with tears.
But laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you there.
I'd come. . .I'd come, could I but find a way! But would not tears and grief be barriers?)
And when you hear a song or see a bird I loved,
Please do not let the thought of me be sad. . .for I am loving you
Just as I always have. . .
You were so good to me! There are so many things I wanted still to do. . .
So many things I wanted to say to you. . .
Remember that I did not fear. . . It was just leaving you that was so hard to face.
We cannot see beyond. . . But this I know: I loved you so. . .'twas heaven here with you!

[UrbScotty]

7. Thank you.

:hug:

[UrbScotty]

4. Well, it hasn't set in

I expect it to be a while before I come to the complete realization that Poppa is gone.

Oh, well. Life is beautiful, nonetheless.

[BiggJawn]

5. Talk about happy times with him.

If you have those, and I assume you do.
my condolences.

[WillParkinson]

6. I'm sorry for your loss...

Depending on how much you know about your Grandpa's life you could use that in your eulogy.

Find out some interesting facts about his life that no one else really knew. Make his life come alive.