Susee Mable's Silent Meditations

                         Susee Mable May 20, 1941 - April 13, 2015 "In a face so full of meaning As to almost make it glow." - ‘It’s a Good Life If You Don’t Weaken’ by The Tragically Hip, written by Gordon Downie "Watching you fall asleep The sweetest dove in a dream." - The Trip by Still Corners, written by Gregory Fraser Hughes "Thinking how it used to be Does she still remember times like these? To think of us again? And I do" - Tangerine by Led Zeppelin, written by James Patrick Page "If you miss the train I'm on You will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles Not a shirt on my back Not a penny to my name. Lord, I can't go back home this-a way. If you miss the train I'm on You will know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles." - 500 Miles by Hedy West, Bobby Bare, Charlie Williams, written by Hedy Wes...

                                                      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, f...

                                  Susee, Suhasini and Anil. Photo by: Raju   Posted by: Suhasini

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

  P. Daniel, Anil, Susee and Suha - G. Ross Lord Park   "I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seen Of meadow flowers and butterflies In summers that have been."—J.R.R. Tolkien Posted by: Suhasini

  Mummy,  You were real and you were perfect.  Happy 80th birthday!  We love you.

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

  Susee Mable: May 20, 1941 - April 13, 2015 Anil, Susee and Suha, Niagara Falls 1977 Photo by: Raju Every day we live our lives on one side of an equation. The variable on the other side is still unknown or at the least, unclear. We have an idea, but that too is shaped by probabilities and it is this uncertainty that derives value in what we do know for certain and what we hope for at best. When my mother passed away five years ago , it hit my family very hard. We were as prepared for it as we ever would be and did our best to honor mom. Each one of us is now treading a path through grief collectively and singularly as best we can. The heartache is ever present, and so too is the courage and strength which mom gifted to us.  Photo by: Suha The balance of the equation is in understanding the nature of a unique and irreplaceable relationship, its loss, its value and its effect on the self. The balance of the equation is the self—it’s all of us who ...