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Eulogy Examples for a Sister

When you stand up to speak about your sister, you don't need to account for every year of her life. Two or three real moments — the ones that still make you smile or ache — will tell the room more than a list of dates ever could. The example below is one brother's words for his sister, written to be read aloud in about two minutes.

For my sister Annelie — from her brother

Annelie was my big sister, though she was barely taller than the counter she ran everything from. She baked when she was worried. You always knew something was on her mind because the house would fill up with the smell of koeksisters — she twisted them tight, the way our ouma taught her, and she'd syrup them the night before so they were cold and crisp by morning. When our father was in hospital in Bloemfontein, she baked four dozen in one night and drove them the two hours to the ward, because she couldn't fix his heart but she could at least feed the nurses looking after it. They still ask about her. The other thing about Annelie was that she wrote everything down. Birthdays, the day the aloes flowered, what each of us had said we wanted for Christmas back in July. After she got sick she gave me an exercise book, an ordinary school one with a soft cover, and in it she'd written out all the family recipes in that small neat handwriting, with notes in the margins — 'Pieter doesn't like too much cinnamon,' 'double this, it always runs out.' I didn't understand until later that she was making sure we'd manage without her. We are not managing very well yet, if I'm honest. The koeksisters I tried came out wrong. But I have the book, and I have her handwriting, and I suppose I'll keep practising until they're right, or close enough.

The structure underneath it

  1. Opens with a plain, almost wry picture — barely taller than the counter she ran everything from — rather than a line of praise.
  2. The first story turns love into something she did: baking four dozen koeksisters and driving them to the hospital nurses, without an adjective in sight.
  3. The second story centres on one ordinary object — a school exercise book of recipes — and lets her margin notes speak for her instead of describing her.
  4. It quietly names what she was really doing ('making sure we'd manage') without over-explaining the feeling underneath it.
  5. It ends inside the loss, with a recipe that came out wrong, refusing to promise the family will be fine.

Delivering it

  • Crying is allowed, and it won't ruin anything. If you have to stop, stop. A pause while you gather yourself is not a failure — it is the most natural thing in the room.
  • Take water up with you and breathe before the first word. Grief makes people rush; mark a slash on the page anywhere you want to slow right down or simply wait.
  • You are not doing this alone. When your eyes fill and the page swims, look up and find one kind face — the whole congregation is willing you through it.
  • Print it LARGE — at least 16pt, generous line spacing, single-sided so you never fumble a page mid-sentence. Staple or number the sheets so a shaking hand can't lose its place.

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Common questions

What if my sister and I argued a lot?+

Most sisters do, and the room knows it. You can be honest about the sparks without airing old grievances — 'we could fight like cats and still finish each other's sentences' tells the truth and honours her. Keep the closeness; leave the wounds out.

I'm too nervous to speak. Can someone read it for me?+

Yes, always, and it is common. Write it in your own words and ask a steady relative, a friend, or the minister to read it aloud. It is still your eulogy — you are simply lending it a calmer voice for a few minutes.

Should I try to speak for the whole family?+

You don't have to. It is often better to speak only for yourself — 'my sister' — and let others add their own words. One honest, personal voice carries further than a careful summary written on everyone's behalf.