Friday, March 15, 2019

Eulogy for Mother :: Eulogies Eulogy

Eulogy for mystifyThe Cost Death is not in like manner high a price to snap up up with for having lived. Mountains never die, nor do the seas or rocks or endless sky. Through countless centuries of time, they stay eternal, deathless. Yet they never live If choice were there, I would not hesitate to choose mortality. any(prenominal) Fate demanded in return for life Id give, for never to have seen the fertile plains nor heard the winds nor felt the warm sun on sands beneath a salty sea, not touched the hand of those I love without these, alone the gains of timelessness would not be worthy a day of living and of loving come what may. - Dorothy N. Monroe - It is hard to give a eulogy for ones parent. More than the death of a classmate or sibling, the death of a parent is not simply a loss, but also a reminder that we are all following an inevitable path. We are all Outrunning Our Shadow as her sponsor Fred Hill so provocatively titled his book. As Dorothy N. Monroes poem, prin ted in your program, says Death is not too high a price to pay for having lived. When my father died, I was too young to participate in a meaningful way, so at some level this is my eulogy for him, too. Mother was born on November 7, 1917 in Louisville. Her commence was an unmarried 17-year-old and mommy was charge up for adoption. That may be a rage to you. It was a surprise to me when I learned about it as an adult. As an infant Mom was adopted by Clyde and Maude Johnson, who named her Doris Eileen. When Mom was about ten Clyde abandoned his family, and she and her mother moved in with Maudes sister in the Port Fulton neighborhood of Jeffersonville. My Unc and aunt Smith became Moms surrogate parents, and she lived with them until she married. A few years later Maude was institutionalise at Craigmont, where she lived for the rest of her life. There is a third marker on the cemetery lot where Mom and Dad are buried for our granny knot Maude Johnson. Mother never talked much a bout this or other aspects of her life. Nor did she exigency to know the details of others lives. She practiced Dont Ask, Dont Tell long before it became a catch phrase.

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