Susee Mable - Edwards Gardens - Toronto, 1988
Photo: Raju
Happy 81st Birthday Mummy!
You were real and you were perfect. We love you. 💖
Posted by: Suha
Thoughts and Observations on Spirituality from a Christian Perspective.
"Silent Meditations" was once lovingly and diligently written by darling mother and wife, and the love of our lives: the late Susee Mable (Chanty) Anandaraju (née Benjamin/Mylabathula). This blog is now maintained in tribute to her life and legacy, in loving memory by the Anandaraju Family.
Susee Mable - Edwards Gardens - Toronto, 1988
Photo: Raju
Happy 81st Birthday Mummy!
You were real and you were perfect. We love you. 💖
Posted by: Suha
Susee in Chilukuru, Andhra Pradesh (1981)
I had the
most pure, loving and beautiful mother.
She was my best friend, my shining light, my first love, my baby girl and my hero. Mummy was filled with kindness, laughter, prayer and goodness. She was as fun-loving as she was solemn and wise. She gave everything to my family: kept us healthy, safe, confident and happy. I’ve always appreciated my mother for all these qualities and for so much more. But to lose her prematurely to devastating illnesses forced me into deeper reflection. I’m surprised that such a courageous and loving person ever existed and that she was my mother. She was selflessness and unconditional love personified.
From the baby girl born in Narendrapuram to the woman she grew into: Mum always knew who she was. She was unwavering in her faith, lived as humbly as she did honourably and saw the best in everyone. Bullies may have tormented her but she never bowed down to them. She had the courage to face them, forgive them and carry on with her life time and time again. I’m astounded at her discipline, patience and commitment to a life of love, faith, hard work and principle—even when life was unfair, cruel and unrelenting.
My mother taught me to be compassionate, prayerful and hardworking. By example, she showed me how to stand up for what I believe in and to move forward with dignity and decency when people and situations try to pull me down. In her seventy-three plus years, she did what she could to lift up the lives of others. I couldn’t have made it in this world without the grace and love of the woman who raised me.
It’s been seven years since she passed away. There’s an empty chair and waves of indescribable grief but my mother’s legacy lives on through me.
My blessed, unforgettable Mummy: our beloved Susee Mable, we shan’t see her like again.
Posted by: Suhasini
Photo: © Anandaraju Family Archives
August 2, 1971 - Lutheran Transfiguration Church,
Bhimavaram, Andhra Pradesh, India
"There are some who bring a light so great to the world
that even after they have gone, the light remains."
Posted by: Suhasini
Photos: © Anandaraju Family Archives
Susee Mable 1941-2015
(Gananoque, Ontario 1976)
It’s been six years since mom passed, but the hurt is as
immediate as if it were this morning. I don’t think that feeling will ever
change.
The days leading to, the day of and the days that followed are clear in my memory. I’ve never felt so dislocated in my life. However, within the heart of all these emotions, I still felt centered. My mother had always lead me in the right direction, she always knew I’d heed the sound of her voice. She is alive and well in my heart and leading me through the hurt to where I can locate myself again.
When I was in kindergarten, she held my hand and taught me how to find my way home in case I ever found myself alone. Six years may turn to forty and that's OK, I already know the way home.
Posted by: Anil
Anil, Susee and Suha, Niagara Falls 1977 Photo by: Raju |
Photo by: Suha |
First memory: Yellow flowers in a bed of ice crystals: brown eyes, the closeness and full volume of love, the dewy sweet breath of ...