My Father Eulogy

My parents made sure that we were all taken care of. My father never graduated from high school or college. But both of my parents were faithful to each other and loved each other and their children. That is something that is lacking in our world today. The family image today is part of the problem for some families that do not follow what the family should be or that they

My dad supports me in everything that I do. He comes to my cross country and track meets and my basketball games. He gives me tips and pointers on how to do better in sports, school, and life. This summer my cross country team participated in a Ragnar Relay run. The course was 202.8 miles- from Winona to St. Paul, Minnesota. My dad came along and encouraged and supported us along the way. He is like a coach. I know my dad will always have my back.

     Due to the fact that my father was now on his own and trying to raise three children (my older brother from my father’s first marriage), he had to take a different position at his work. Although he was getting a raise it wasn’t necessarily a good thing. He had to start working the night shift so he could get the raise. He didn’t really have a choice in the matter and because of this new change, I began to lose valuable time with him as well. It was now up to my brother to watch over us at night and make sure we got to bed on time. If there was any trouble or and problems in general, my brother would call my grandmother. For three years my dad worked that job and every night he would stay up after he got home to see us. He would make my sister and I breakfast and make we were off to school on time. This meant the world to me because no matter what he always made time for us.

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.

During my younger times, Dad would always find something for me to do when I was bored. My father was good at finding something. A worse experience was when are neighbor’s dog ran up and started to bite my ankles! Because he works for the Sioux City Health Department, my dad helped me get through the pain. It may have hurt a little, but what he did worked. A better time was when I was trying to get over a pets death, he took me all around town to make me feel better, even though I loved her. Later on, as I got older, he started to teach me not to be a “smart alec.” If my Dad was mad, you could

My dad has been there through thick and thin, mainly thin. He had been in my life for as long as I have lived! My dad is outstanding, outgoing, and funny. Dads can also be stubborn, mean, and honest. My dad in particular is all of the above and sometimes I really dislike that, but hey I can’t change that and I won’t even try either. I love how my dad still gives me a curfew, makes me work on my days off, and doesn’t let me ever be on my phone.

As I stood over him, confusion overpowered my hopes and positive attitude. I hugged my brother and sisters, my mom and dad, and my grandmother as we said our last goodbye.

Growing up as a child my parents have struggles slot to make sure that me and my sisters were sheltered and well feed. My dad has been the hard working man of the family providing us with money to get the things we wanted. I've always looked up to my dad because he's always stood by me as I tried to forte in life. about 2 years ago my mom and I got a call from my dads coworkers saying that he was being rushed to the hospital because he passed out at work. They sent him to fairfax inova hospital and once we got there the doctor said he was dehydrated and that he needed to rest which didn't make sense to me because my dad doesn't get sick. It took about a week for my dad to recover from the incident and he was back on his feet working, healthy,

When my report card arrives at my house no one will really pay attention to it until it is opened. My mom is usually the one who opens my report and if she doesn't open it then it's me. I have gotten pretty good grades my entire life so my mom always expects me to have A's. When she opens the card I think she'll be happy that I'm passing all of my classes but, she'll probably playfully scold me for having a B in P.E.. My sister would say that I'm doing very good and she would also tell me to tell my dad I deserve a present for all my hard work. I will tell my family that I'm doing great in school and that they should give me money because of my good grades.

Although he's not around much he is still my father and does little things for me such as; fixing my stereo, checking the oil in my car, and even helping me on math problems. I never realized how thankful I was to have him until he started getting sick and going in and out of the hospital. Some days he would be able to stand

Tonight, marks the 7 month anniversary of my relationship with my boyfriend. To celebrate, I’m going to make him a romantic dinner with his favorite meal and dessert, the chocolate flan. I am going to teach you how to bake the most amazing and delicious chocolate flan you ever had, so you can bake it for your loved one, on any special occasion. It tastes really good; it just melts in your mouth. Whenever I eat it, I don’t want to put it down, I believe this is why my boyfriend loves it so much. To make this really amazing flan, you need just a few ingredients: 2 cans of sweet condensed milk, 1 can of regular milk, any other milk will change the taste of the flan (use the can from the condensed milk to measure it.), 6 egg yolks, 6 tablespoons

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.

Life is a hard concept to understand because it can be there one minute, and gone the next. I have experienced the death of some very important people in my life, my grandfather being one of them. At the beginning of this year my great grandfather died, and after his death I realized that I took his life for granted. From this horrible experience, I have learned to appreciate the time I have with the people I love, and I have learned to show people my love rather than have people assume my love for them.

When I was little, I used to love playing with my dad. We would go to the park together, climb up trees, and even compete in ice cream eating contests. I loved rolling down the hill in our backyard with him, through the lush green slopes and flowers of assorted colors. I loved playing cricket with him in the yard, competing against each other to see who could hit the around-the-world shot first. I loved painting my dad's face, with mashed up blueberries, seeing how villainous I could make him look. I loved sitting next to the stove with my dad while the pasta boiled, waiting for my mom to come home from work.

At many different times and many ways my dad does many extraordinary things. The most extraordinary this man has ever done for me and so many others is welcome us into his home and his space. In the year of 2014 I was a damaged little girl who didn't know what I felt like to be loved for real or what real joy was until I moved in with my parents. Through my life I have stayed from house to house with people I barely knew or just met. But than their was that one day I was taken to a house where I was automatically wanted, loved, and treated as if I was part of the family. I was welcome. The years living with my dad we have had our ups and downs, who hasn’t, we have had downfalls but we always make it through them and I know i'm lucky for that.