An angel who continues to live in our hearts
Nine years ago I remember coming apart at the seams on April 1, 2003 when the one person who represented unconditional love, gentleness, beauty, compassion, joy and understanding in our lives was taken from us; someone who made each one of us feel very special; a person who took great pride in our teeniest achievements – whose life centered completely around us. She derived her happiness from ours; she felt the pain of every heartbreak we felt while we were growing up. She was married very young and more or less grew up with us. She was more than just our mother and our guardian angel. She was our best friend.
Ammi was the glue that held us together. Even through her many years of illness she was patient and never complained. She was always worried how her illness affected us and usufally shrugged off her own pain. The smile she wore almost every day of her life was quick and warm and genuine and encompassed everyone. No matter what anyone said or did to her, she never held it against them. She was forgiveness personified. In fact she usually made excuses for the nasty behaviour of others.
It’s been 9 years since she was taken from us and you would think that we would feel her absence less but nothing is further from the truth. Whenever anything good happens in my life I wish she was there to share in the moment. When someone hurts my feelings, I wish she were there to make me feel better. Her smile and comforting tone were always the cure for anything that ever ailed any of us. She was the special angel who watched over us every moment of our lives.
She was quite ill for over two decades yet she didn’t lose her sense of humour. She cracked jokes all the time to lighten the atmosphere, to make people forget the seriousness of a moment. She liked seeing people happy and couldn’t bear to see anyone in pain. Ammi often spoke about how fortunate we were to have the kind of healthcare we did because of Abbaji’s job and benefits. She often prayed to God asking him never to let illness befall a poor man or woman. She was so sensitive to other peoples pain and their needs. Of course this resulted in a lot of people taking advantage of her good nature and her compassion. But she didn’t seem to mind. She said that if they felt the necessity to lie, they must have been really desperate and we should forgive them.
Ammi, your love lives within us and we feel your presence around us whatever we do. I think you continue to watch over Abbaji and us from the heavens. We miss you so much. It is our love for you that binds us together and nudges us to look after one another. We are who you and Abbaji brought us up to be and I hope you will always be proud of us and of the things we do. We honour your memory each time we do something good, something decent, something loving. Thank you for giving us the best years of your life and for loving us with the depth that you did. We will never forget. You live within our hearts and always will.
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