One friend stood at another friend’s funeral and began this eulogy:
“Our friend had a simple philosophy about life.” He said. “Which he laid out for all of us to see.”
“How often did he tell us he lived his life in moments…from the moment he saw the sun’s first light…and how he would think about those moments when he want to bed at night.”
“And if he recalled more beautiful moments than bad…he would smile and he’d say…just before he closed his eyes…What a wonderful way to spend the day.”
“And if…when Saturday ended…he recalled more beautiful days than bad…this line he would speak…just before he closed his eyes…what a wonderful way to spend a week.”
“And as wonderful weeks turned into wonderful months at the end of December…from his lips you might hear…before he closed his eyes at night…what a wonderful way to spend a year.”
“If he was here to give his own eulogy…the fact he’s not still cuts me like a knife…I’m sure he’d look out at all of you…the ones who made his moments beautiful…and say…before closing his eyes for the last time…what a wonderful way to have spent my life.”
“Goodbye old friend. We will miss you…
you left us with so many beautiful moments
before you closed your eyes….
So many beautiful memories…
What a wonderful way to say goodbye.”
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