The worst part of 2017 for me was when my Uncle Michael passed away. In an effort to honor him in the year that he died, I wanted to share the eulogy that I presented at his funeral. I was uncertain about sharing this at first, but I am proud of what I wrote for him. In addition, I believe it did my amazing uncle the justice that he deserved. I did my best to keep it short and to the point since I knew I would struggle emotionally if I went on for too long. As it was, no matter how long or short, it was one of the most challenging speaking engagements I have ever had to endure in my life.
Since my uncle’s passing, I have read the eulogy many times. I am not sure why exactly, but it makes me nostalgic….that is, until I get to the very end when I bid him farewell forever. That part breaks me every time. To me, it signifies the finality and crystallizes the fact that I unfortunately will never see him again. I guess the reality is setting in and that truly hurts. God bless you Uncle Michael. RIP.
I aspire to be as good as an uncle as you were to me, but you are a tough act to follow. I have such fond memories of water skiing and fishing with you when I was younger. The thing is this Unc, you did those things, and a multitude of other things, for Greg, Jill and I that you didn’t have to do. You chose to do them and wanted to do them out of the goodness of your heart because you took joy in our joy. That is an amazing and selfless quality and for that I am eternally grateful. I will never forget your importance in my life and all that you taught me.
How can I ever forget your last Father’s Day? You lounged there on the chaise in my backyard, everyone surrounded you and showed you love as if you were The Godfather. We were all relishing our last days, hours, minutes and seconds with you and you with us. It is going to be hard to go in the backyard without picturing you sitting there in all your glory surrounded by so many people that lived for you and loved you. Unc, you will not be forgotten. That is for sure.
I am so glad that I came to visit you in the hospital just a couple of weeks ago. It was clear that you were worn down, but that didn’t prevent you from having moments of clarity to address your own agenda. You grabbed me by the hand and told me what I meant to you and how much you loved me. You knew your days were numbered and this was your special goodbye to me. Now, I too unfortunately have to say goodbye to you forever best Uncle Michael.
Your Nephew Scott