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Entry #319906, added on 12-29-04 @ 9:50 am EST
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EulogyEntry #319906
Today, at about five thirty, we buried one of the most loved and caring auntie in the family. My aunt left behind three children, a bereaved husband, and countless others who loved her as much for her cooking but even more for her jolly outlook on life and positive personality.

Though I did not get a chance to say anything at her funeral, I would still like to offer an eulogy for her. To A. Aggie, this is for you.

To our dearest Aunt, I believe that if you were to see us just now, the first thing you would probably say would be: Why are you all sad? I'm with God now. No need to cry la. The next thing (probably upon hearing Uncle's version) would be: My goddaughter, don't cry. Smile. Why you so sad?

Next would probably be about that she's lived her life to the full, and I can honestly say that it's one all of us would agree upon. Aunty was the most generous and unstinting aunt of the whole family. She was also the most jovial. I could not really remember a time when she was too depressed, but there's always room for hope.

Aunty, we all love you. Like the song says (Angel from the Corrs):

Forever, Angel!
We hope they loved you like we do
Forever, Angel!
I hope to be like you!

God bless.


Vanity of vanities. Kill the Buddha as you meet him, kill the father as you meet him. Don't be captivated by anyone, just live your life the way you are.

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