The Eulogy I Cannot Yet Write
Apr. 6th, 2021 08:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
supermouseI've been asked if I have words to add to Pol's eulogy and the weekend since I got asked that has been mostly 'I cannot'. I mean obviously I have to, although not alone, and I have passed the request on to his other close family up in the North Wet.
I miss texting Pol before I sleep, I miss checking the reply when I wake up. The rest of the time I've been writing so much my hands are complaining about the typing. My mother doesn't have the emotional tools to handle grief, but she has been making a proper cooked meal for us every single day.
I literally have no idea what to say, at all. I loved him and I wish to hell he was still alive, that's about it.
I miss texting Pol before I sleep, I miss checking the reply when I wake up. The rest of the time I've been writing so much my hands are complaining about the typing. My mother doesn't have the emotional tools to handle grief, but she has been making a proper cooked meal for us every single day.
I literally have no idea what to say, at all. I loved him and I wish to hell he was still alive, that's about it.
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Date: 2021-04-06 04:34 pm (UTC)That is it. Entirely.
I had to read a eulogy at my dad's funeral a few weeks ago. I found it hard to come up with the words too. In a way I was glad that the service had to be short and I could only speak for a few minutes. It was well received.
But my situation was very different to yours. We knew our dad was reaching the end. He was waiting for it to happen. It was a bit sooner than we expected, but we were glad that he was at peace.
With you it must have been a total shock - well, none of us were expecting it - I cannot imagine what you must be feeling. All I can offer is *hugs*. It doesn't feel enough.