Thursday, February 27, 2020
A mother, an ammachi, an auntie, a sister, a sister in-law, a cousin, a friend, a co-worker, a mentor, a prayer partner, a neighbour. She had a way of making you feel celebrated whenever she saw you, hugs were mandatory, and she wasn't afraid to ask direct questions which required honest answers. She wasn't content with shallow interaction, and she wasn't afraid to call it out.
I can't imagine the courage it took for her to move to a different country without knowing much about it, arriving in the dead of winter without anticipating the need for winter clothing. She wasn't afraid of the unknown, and stood up to the challenges of life in a new country, in a remote town, surrounded by neighbours that hadn't seen a brown-skinned person before. She took the time to educate and inform, and her kindness towards others was unconditional.
Mom, I trust God to fill the void that your departure has left in our hearts, to comfort us in our sorrow. Our loss is your gain, as you rejoins those that have gone on before you. I'm happy that you aren't suffering anymore, that you have your vision back, that you are full of life and health in a way that you have never experienced here. You will be dearly missed by all who had the privilege of knowing you in this lifetime, but we will see you again on the other side.
Roy
