Many eulogy examples are written to commemorate the loss of a loved one.
While it is hard to lose a loved one, it is more so when it is a parent.
While words cannot express all that a parent may mean to you, here is an example of a eulogy for a father.
My dad was by far one of the most honest and hard-working people I have known in my life.
He was a strong man, always there with a helping hand for those who needed it, and always listening, patiently.
He was never quick to judge and he always thought things through before doing anything.
Like when I first wanted to buy a car.
I wanted a fancy ride that would get me noticed, although I didn't have the necessary funds at the time.
Dad sat me down, listed the pros and cons of a fast car versus an economical ride, and told me to decide for myself.
Having heard all that he had said, I knew the economical car was a smart choice for a college freshman and that's what I went with.
Dad also stood up for what he believed in.
When my sister insisted on spending a year travelling through Europe and while my mom absolutely detested the idea, dad simply said that she'd have to finish college first before taking a year off.
On this he did not budge.
And when my sister graduated and decided that she would rather find work instead, he told her that she would never really be truly happy unless she fulfilled her lifelong dream of seeing Europe.
And when she came back a year later, she agreed that he had been right.
He was also a stern man.
If he said no to something, that was it.
No one, not even God himself could make him change his mind.
But then, it was very rare that my dad ever said no to his kids.
When I asked him to build me a tree house, he did in fact build me a beautiful tree house, even though he was afraid of heights, and never climbed another tree again.
He was also a kind man.
When our neighbour, Mrs Donnelly broke her hip, he made sure that he helped pay her bills, feed her cats and even water her lawn and mow the grass when she was away at hospital.
That was the kind of man that he was.
And for all his strengths, towards the end, it pained us all to see him live three years with cancer.
But even then he was always optimistic.
Not once did he ever feel sorry for himself.
In fact, when we would break down at seeing him in pain, he would simply say, that it was all part of his journey.
And he couldn't feel sorry for himself because he needed to live to see another day.
And finally, when he knew that his time was coming to a close, he simply called each of us in and told us that he loved us.
And then he was gone.
That strength, that fortitude and that temperance, that was dad.
And we'll miss him very much.