Eulogy: Nana

Eulogy For Nana
© M. Edrich
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Eulogy: A formal expression of praise for someone who recently died.

Sometimes, we forgot how important it is for children to express themselves and find closure. When I began writing the eulogy for my mother, my 11 year-old daughter asked what I was doing. I took the time to explain what was going to take place at the memorial and how a eulogy shares memories about the one who died. She then looked at me and asked, "Can I write one, too?" The last time she tried to give a public speech, for her paternal grandparent's 50th Wedding Anniversary, she froze and ran off the stage. This time, she took a deep breathe, said, "I can do this. I need to do this." And then shared her thoughts.

A child's eulogy doesn't have to be long, and it doesn't have to tell a story, make people laugh, or cause deep reflection. It simply needs to come from the heart.

If your child is old enough to write his/her own eulogy, give him a piece of paper, or set him in front of the computer. If your child is too young to write, he/she could recite his thoughts to you, and then you could translate them to paper. Or, you could video tape them and then show the video at the memorial service. In fact, if your children are creative and would like to come up with a little skit or play, it's a wonderful way to help them release their emotions in a way they can understand.

Eulogy For Diane-Terrill M. Anderson, Nana
© M. Edrich
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My Nana was a very caring, very loving person. She never let anyone down--even if we were mad at her.

Whenever Nana visited us, she spoiled us like babies.

I remember when I was 7 years old. Nana, Andrew, Nico, Dad, Mom, and I went to the Valley Fair. We had so much fun. Me and Nana passed Nico and Andrew (who were in first place) and we won!

My Nana was awesome; man she loved everything I gave her. And when we moved to Wisconsin and Nana came for a visit, she bought my dad a boat. Andrew and I played on it all the time, it was our tree house.

Nana was the coolest grandma ever. She had so many Indian weapons that I made up stories about them with Andrew. And then after we told her the story she told us the truth about them. Sometimes Nico made up awesome stories with his favorite weapon, the Bow 'n Arrow.

My mom would tell me stories of when she grew up with Nana. She never let them down. She loved them more then me or any one else.

I'll miss my Nana.

About The Author:
M. Edrich loved her Nana very much. Her Nana was a very important part of her life and being able to share her memories with others who loved her Nana was very important to her.

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