Eulogy for my Mother

I would like to thank all my friends and family of my mother who came here today to celebrate her life and mourn her death. I believe that she will be very happy to see you all here, I know that this means the world for her. I think that looking back at her life all these good things about her and telling her all the wonderful things she did are do these things, and there are many. All the good things in me come from this woman in whole or in part.

But in the church, after my wonderful honorific words of my father, my mother was not 10 feet from me, and this line made me feel cold. I can see the hands of my aunt and the huge glass ashtray she likes and the cigarette butts dyed with 3 to 4 lipsticks in the ashes. I did not expect this feeling. I began to cry. Later, my brother told me he barely noticed. Sometimes I think it must be breath, but it feels like an ax of the breastbone. I remember that moment, I was telling myself how I settled down, I owe her at least that much. This is the mantra I made in advance. I said to myself twice before I continued. Let's supplement the mantra and spend those moments by yourself. Grab it at the top of every page

There is an old Yiddish proverb that expresses the mother's favor, and eyes overflow when the heart is full. So this is the case when we try to summarize and respect mother's life. My mother is a difficult, unusual and complicated woman. She loves her children although she loves her children, Barbara, Wendy and I, her son, Mary, John and David, her grandson Kenny, Corey and her stepchild, Mandy and Tyrone To adore her husband, my father. My father is a truly permanent center and passion in my mother's life. She is his, I know that they are going to celebrate the 60th anniversary.

Theresa's mother's respect, Teresa's granddaughter, Joseph's granddaughter, my mother, Natibidado was born on 24th December 1921 in El Paso, Texas. She always tells us she should be responsible for the birth of her sister in this country. My family has returned to Mexico because PD closes the mine and sends the workers back to Mexico. This family has never been to since my mother was born. She is convinced she knows that she was born in Texas, but she is proud that she is a "girl in molensie." When asking my family to explain my mother, they used a lot of the same term: private, very shy, friendly, modest