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by Doug Fiveash
Thank You For Caring Port Stanley

I would like to thank, the Anglican church, Rev. Pat Nunn, and congregation, Port Stanley Foodland and staff, family and friends, and the entire community, for all of the donations of food, condolences and donations made to our family for the loss of my sister Lisa Noel Fiveash.

I have an eulogy for my sister, for those who were not able to attend.

Doug Fiveash

Good afternoon.

For those who do not know me, my name is Doug Fiveash, and I am one of Lisa’s brothers. On behalf of my entire family, I’d like to thank you for coming today to help us celebrate Lisa’s life. We are all here because we loved her. So, thank you.

Lisa. How do I best describe her?

I could focus on my sister’s kindheartedness, which was grand. Anyone who knew Lisa is aware that she was kind, gentle, and caring.

Or I could talk about her strength, to which she fought so hard to battle her terrible illness, and all the complications that followed, or her resolution, which helped her through some very difficult life events.

I would like to thank Lisa for being my sister, for being there, every day for my mom and her son Jordan. I am blessed to have been in her life.

All the parts of the sister, that I know and love, which make up the bigger picture of Lisa, well, that’s harder for me to define.

My sister, even with her cancer, was strong, yet sensitive. Lisa wanted to belong and to be loved. And by sheer number of condolences the family has received I know she was.

She was comfortable with herself, and was impervious of what others’ thought of her.

Life has a way of shifting and changing in unexpected directions, and Lisa’s life had several of these twists and turns.

I said something about living to 100 a while back and she said, “Oh Lord, I hope not.” She had not been free of pain in quite some time by that point. I expect she knew there would be more, not less as time passed.

So, what do I say about my sister? I can say without any doubt that she loved her mom, her son Jordan, her nieces and nephews, my grandchildren, me and my brother, her extended family, friends and pets beyond measure. That she loved a big hug and she had a sweet tooth more than anyone else I’ve ever met.

Was Lisa perfect? Far from it.

Was she good? Absolutely.

Will we miss her? Without a doubt.

Is she happy now? I’d like to think so.

I can say that my life is better because of her presence, and her enduring love, as well as the legacy that she has left, in the form of her of her son Jordan.

I expect the rest of you feel the same way.

And since my sister loved to laugh, it is only fitting that I include a few quips:

Bob Monkhouse is quoted as saying, “I want to die like my father, peacefully in his sleep, not screaming and terrified, like his passengers.”

“According to most studies, people's number one fear is public speaking. Number two is death.

This means to the average person, if you go to a funeral, you're better off in the casket than doing the eulogy.

Hopefully, my bad jokes have made Lisa (and you) smile.

I had always thought I’d be able to see her return into the beautiful woman that she was meant to be, only to realize she never changed. Yes she changed physically, but her personality, and zest for life remained.

I know there is something that she found to love in each and every one of us.

We must remind ourselves that when we remember her, we can look to the stars at night, or we can look into the eyes and hearts of everyone here and find a little piece of her.

In that sense she will live on forever.

I will leave you with this last thought. Tell people you love them, more times than you think they should hear it, especially if you think they already know.

I am thankful that I gave Lisa a hug and a kiss and told her I love her, the last time I saw her.

Learn to appreciate each and every day, because you never know when it will be your last. Do not let petty things come between friendship, family or love.

While researching on how to write this eulogy I came across a Buddhist saying which I would like to share,

When you are born, you cry, and the world rejoices.

When you die, you rejoice, and the world cries.

Please remember how she made you laugh or smile, remember the good times, and be relieved that she is no longer suffering.

Thank you for joining us today, and thank you for loving my sister.

Last Updated: Friday, 05 August 2016 11:13:09 AM EST

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