Susee Mable's Silent Meditations

Mum's Jasmine plant blooms abundantly, as ever. Sixty-four years ago today my mother's beloved elder brother Victor passed away after a fall from a tree, just three months shy of his twentieth birthday. It was a tragedy that marked my mother's life in so many ways. It was the first time she had encountered a profound loss in her life. As a young child, she had to grapple with the harshness of the loss and the impact it had on her family. Her elder brother was a shining light of love and kindness. He was a protector, a comedian and a proud son. His presence filled up a room. Victor's passing created an immense and irreplaceable void. My grandparents Pastor M. Benjamin and Victoriamma bravely carried on but their hearts never recovered from the loss of their precious son—their firstborn. In 2009, my mother lovingly recounted some of her earliest recollections of her charming and enigmatic older brother. It brings my family a measure of comfort to know that our...

Mum in 2014 My mother relished her morning papers. Even when her vision was failing, she'd still give it her all to peruse through each and every section with her magnifying lens. She was a news and politics junkie and a puzzle enthusiast ( Word Searches and Jumbles , if you please). She enjoyed reading our horoscopes to us out loud (and chuckling over them too). Even as a child, Mum would gravitate towards any of the dailies on hand and cut out clippings of poetry or of inspiring special interest stories and paste them into her scrapbook. She had an honest and open curiosity about people and the world around her and a thirst for knowledge and enlightenment. Coupled with her compassion and playful sense of humour, she was such a delight to be around. I miss my darling Mama. Posted By Suhasini

Thousand Islands Gananoque, Ontario 1977 Posted By Suhasini