Eulogy: Corinne Giunta

by Corinne Giunta

Age 67. Beacon, New York

Corinne lived a life that will seem familiar to a lot of women.  She grew up in a 1950s suburban neighborhood, married her college/soldier boyfriend and had two daughters.  She never quite had a plan of life, but faced her purpose in life day by day, responding to family and others as the situations arose, hopefully with patience, understanding and a sense of humor.  But not always.   I know that sometimes, in looking back, Corinne felt she missed “learning experiences” with her children because she didn’t have a truly organized philosophy of child rearing.  But ask her children and they will say they never noticed a lack of direction.  Nor did anyone else.  Corinne touched many lives by volunteering to help out in different causes.  No, not political causes.  That wasn’t her thing.   She was drawn to people causes such as literacy and homelessness.   No lofty purpose, just plain living with an emphasis on trying to get it right.

No lofty purpose, just plain living with an emphasis on trying to get it right.

My Reflection

I am hesitant about declaring any insight into life’s purpose mainly because I don’t know yet.  Like many children of the 60s era I investigated meditation, yoga, religion, and metaphysics in general, you know, New Age stuff.  I got confused.  Gave it all up.  So I guess none of that helped.  But there came a time in my 60s (the age) when I realized that I had lost a lot and didn’t replace it.  I lost the feeling that there is a higher force in the universe and a belief in some overriding philosophy that could guide me.  In other words, I lost my soul.  Now it would be nice to tell you that I found it, but don’t hold your breath.  So the search continues but any talk of purpose makes me uncomfortable.  This eulogy is the closest I can come so thanks for asking.  OK, I will go so far as to say that maybe the search is the purpose.  There, I said it.

So the search continues but any talk of purpose makes me uncomfortable.  This eulogy is the closest I can come so thanks for asking.  OK, I will go so far as to say that maybe the search is the purpose.  There, I said it.

Eulogy for Monteque Pope-Le Beau

by Monteque Pope-Le Beau

Age 40. Los Angeles, CA

I would like it to be said of me that I knew how to live well.  Not so much a materialistic life, but in having a purposeful life.  That I gave whenever I could and I made a difference in my part of the world. That I dared to dream and reach for the stars and when I reached them I didn’t stop there. I became the person that my family believed that I could be, who was humble, full of integrity, honor and of good character. Who was loyal to all those who across my path. Helpful, caring and compassionate to everyday strangers.  That I lived a life of service to others never taking more then what I needed.  Living at the pace of nature and being true to myself and my purpose in life.

My Reflection

If someone were to ask me if I would I change anything that happened to me my answer would be …. No!   This is my climb.

My life has been a wonderful journey of ups and downs.  There have been twists and turns along the way some of them good and some of them bad, but all of them have shaped me into who I am today. If someone were to ask me if I would I change anything that happened to me my answer would be …. No!   This is my climb.   And when I get to the top of the mountain’ I will look for a even taller mountain to climb next.   

I believe there’s good in everything and everyone. Maybe they didn’t have the best start in life or the same opportunities. Maybe they didn’t have that support system that was needed to help them and guide them on their way but there is good in everyone regardless of who they are.  It is not up to me to judge why that person is the way they are or why they act the way they do. That is none of my business.

What is within my power is to be able to help others to make a difference in a world that seems to have gone dark. I am a fortunate and blessed individual who wants to share the bounty of my blessings.   Life is a learning process with every step it as a process of learning helping us to become who we were meant to be. It is being true to ourselves and living our true purpose in life. Not settling for a life that we don’t want, but having a life that we do what we love and we love.  It is about being not just a blessing to ourselves, but a blessing to others  without judgement or hatred. It is about constantly striving to be better than what we are and creating a better tomorrow for the generations to come.

EULOGY: Michael Dunn

by Michael Dunn

Age 58. Harrison, ME

Mike tried to live a life of little consequence. He did not hit the center of the bull’s eye. Close, but no cigar. His particular assemblage of stardust did not carry a belief in God or purpose. Despite this, he largely conformed to his cultural norms of job, marriage, children, house, old age and what Elon Musk called “RUD” (rapid, unplanned disassembly.) He did his level best to do well by his wife and children and to hold on to at least a few close friends. He wrote to David Brooks and Charles Blow.

My Reflections

I don’t live for a resume or a eulogy. I reflect on life often and on my death on occasion. The process of writing my eulogy, silly though it may be, really is a strong reflection of my attitude about life: we are lucky to be self-reflective! Not bad for stardust, huh?


EULOGY: Emily Williams

by Emily Williams

Age 32. Vancouver, Canada

Emily’s insatiable curiosity lead her to live an incredible life filled with adventure, friends, family and laughter. She lived wholeheartedly and in doing so inspired many to let go of their fears, their limiting beliefs and live their own lives wholeheartedly. Her love of science, space was boundless- just like the Universe. She was truly made of star stuff.

My Reflections

This was a truly interesting experience. It’s given me a chance to reflect on my journey so far- in particular the last year which has been an awakening of sorts – an awakening to my vision, my purpose and living with my eyes and heart wide open. Though the last couple of weeks have been tough on a personal level – this exercise has allowed me to reflect on how much I’ve grown and achieved recently.

It’s time to let go and trust again.

It is important to sometimes look at the bigger picture, reflect on entire journey as opposed to get bogged down by the details. I’ve now realized that though I feel a little stuck at the moment, life is moving forward and I’m taking that ride – I am not literally stuck. One of my favorite quotes I like to reflect upon is from Joseph Campbell: “You must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” It’s time to let go and trust again.

EULOGY: Anna Julie Moyle

Eulogy for Anna,

by Anna Julie Moyle 

What does one say about an individual who started life out as one of three?

Her triplet sisters might say she was born with a strong sense of justice which sometimes fed a passionate temper. Her role in the family was to play judge and to determine how to equally share the spoils of family life. She eventually learned to channel that sense of justice into wise decision-making and kept her cool when it mattered most.

What would her husband say about her middle years, when she left her comfortable triad to become a wife and mother?

He might say that her desire for fairness led her to have compassion for all she encountered. Her desire for independence after a crowded childhood made her a responsible adult and citizen, but at times could lead her to overlook the needs and desires of those around her. Marriage and motherhood bound her to others in a way she would have difficulty doing on her own. It helped her see her own life from the vantage point of others, a sometimes painful but sanctifying process.

And what would her children say about her? They might say she was unflappable in times of conflict, difficulty, and uncertainty. Her carefully channeled passion for justice gave her the ability to stand up for her family when called on, but also to call on her family to quell their desires when the needs of others were more pressing. Her lifelong calling to work in communications and serve the church balanced out her roles at home and in the community in such a way that inspired them to also search for calling in their lives. She taught them to think not just about what they wanted to do with their lives, but what needs in the world could use their unique gifts.

My Reflections 

When I sat down to write my eulogy, I tried to think of the threads that have run through my life so far, and how they would manifest themselves down the road. It was no easy task to try to imagine the “future me.” Wasn’t this just another exercise in narcissism, the very thing that the The Road to Character speaks against?
But the very act of writing this eulogy took the attention away from me and helped me notice afresh the people who surround me – those whom I see every day, and those with whom I stay in close contact from afar. They are the ones who will stick with me to the end. I realized that in order for this eulogy to be read, someone has to actually be there to read it. It will not be me delivering it; the very nature of a eulogy is that it is what others have to say about the deceased. We don’t do this life alone, and even in our death we depend on others.
I came to realize that in 50 years the same threads will have woven their way, however twistingly, through my life: God, family, justice, grace, calling. The past, present, and future me always grasps these threads within community. But their impact doesn’t stop at the edge of my inner circle. They weave beyond my own life into layer upon intricate layer throughout history and around the world in ways that I cannot even see. And so my hope for the “future me” is that self-awareness will always drive me out of myself and look to the needs of my community, society, and the world at large. I think my eulogy reflects that hope.