Eulogy for my Nan

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A piece of writing I did for my Nan's funeral

Submitted: July 29, 2012

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Eulogy for my Nan

 

Nan was born and raised in a Liverpool that saw many changes but the McKay family was one thing that had remained constant. Coming from a household consisting of 5 brothers, Ian, Phil, Steve, Barry and Brian, and 3 sisters, Ailsa, Janet and Mal, 3 generations were built around the Anfield area. This meant that the move across the water was a life changing decision, an “emigration” in the words of Nan herself and one that worked out for the best. This bold decision to move away from the people she loved and that equally loved her was fitting with her personality; head strong and, regardless of physical presence, unashamedly in charge. As every grandchild can recall, the command “Come on, shift out of my seat”, the danger faced if we were to put our feet anywhere near her stool, not to mention the undisputable control she had over the television was enough for us to know who was boss. But this was all fitting of the personality we all grew to love and respect, one that intertwined itself so perfectly with the laid back, placid nature of my granddad. “No argument in 50 years” is a statement I can fully believe; granddad more than happy to do anything to keep a smile on Nans face. Bearing in mind this mainly consisted of rigorous tea making, the acceptance that Eastenders would be displayed on the TV at every possible moment and best behavior when it came to us kids. However, the latter was one duty he rarely fulfilled. “Tommy be quiet, you’re worse than the blumming kids” was another sound regularly heard throughout the house. Their relationship is something we should all aspire too; one that we can all be proud of; one that sets the benchmark for how two people can love and care for each other for so long whilst still remaining excited at the possibility of another 50 years. I would personally like to take this opportunity to thank both my Nan and Granddad for being shining beacons of inspiration over the years, teaching me morals and principles that will hopefully see me lead a life in love as beautifully as you both did. I would also like to thank them for teaching me how to get 4 cups of tea out of a single tea bag; both equally important life skills. Nan’s favorite past time, tea and a cigarettes aside, was the caravan trips away to Anglesey and Cornwall. The mixture of family and friends gathered together in these close-knit environments was enough to see her swell with pride. Whether it was through sport, academics or personal achievement, everything accomplished by the people she loved was an accomplishment for her. I know it is a cliché to say that Nan would not want us to be upset but I genuinely can’t see a more fitting way to celebrate her life than to make the most of our own. To see her confined to the house was heartbreaking enough but we can rejoice in the knowledge that now she gets to do what she has always wanted; keeping a proud eye on her family and friends all over the world, embracing Lee once more and watching over all of us to an extent greater than anything physical. As much as the situation warrants sadness, I for one am happy for my Nan. Happy that she is no longer in any pain; Happy that she is reunited with lost loved ones and happy that she has the best seat in the house to watch over each and every one of us.


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