Friday, May 31, 2019

Eulogy for Daughter :: Eulogies Eulogy

Eulogy for DaughterI would like to thank you all for coming to Arlyns funeral. I am truly touched that you care nice to show your support for us and your respect for Arlyn this way. During the past few days, many of our friends and family move over come to our home to show their love for us and for Arlyn. I have been especially moved by the fact so many of her teachers and principals have shown up and cried with us. I am also touched by the love her untested friends had for her. Our memories of this sad time in our lives will therefore not all be bad. But now, I would like to talk with you a little about my daughter, Arlyn Maria Johnson, who was born on Wednesday January 12, 1980 at Archbold Memorial Hospital in Thomasville, the most beautiful little girl I had ever see to itn. On Wednesday, marvelous 7th, Arlyn ate lunch at home, acting normally. I noticed she didnt eat a lot, but it was no big deal. Afterwards, she showed us a dress she had bought, presumptively to wear in M isty Smiths wedding. Then, Arlyn said she wanted to go visit friends and left the house. A few minutes later, 3 miles from our home, Arlyn held a rifle to her header and pulled the trigger. She left no note. How does a child who seemed to have everything going for her end up this way? Arlyn had a family that loved her infinitely. She was beautiful and intelligent her sense of liquid body substance was remarkable. Arlyn was kind, a friend to anyone who would let her into his or her life. She had a part-time job as a waitress at Quincys, which she enjoyed. Arlyn had accepted admission to Tulane University in modernistic Orleans and the week before she died, she shared her schedule of fall courses with me enthusiastically. I reviewed these facts over and over in my mind, trying to discover why she would not see how lucky she was, but I could not find an answer.From the time she was a little girl, Arlyn has brought joy and laughter into the lives of others. When she was little, she su cked her thumb. She was nurturing she carried her teddy bear with her everywhere. One of her greatest pleasures was back up in beautiful long dresses she dreamed of being Miss America one day.

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