A Bouquet of precious memories; Sprayed with an orphan’s ocean of tears

26 March 2022 01:09 am Views - 785

Darling Amma, The irreplaceable anchor in my life,  
You were the air that I breathed; the reason I survived.  
Now you are gone; My life has no meaning.  
In the arms of the angels; May you find comfort!


Amma Dora, the “Core”of my very existence left ten years ago, reducing my life to Ground Zero. Oh no, I wasn’t loved – but absolutely adored by my only affectionate guardian. I was a parasite on her in every way. In the stillness of the mid-night I often ponder; what went wrong? Did I deserve to be dealt by such a cruel blow? 


My precious Amma was truly ‘’An Angel’’ sent by Jesus, to protect and defend her only child. I was an infant of 10 days, when I first accompanied Amma to be hospitalised - Tuesday March 6, 2012. 7.39 p.m. was the 21st time. Little did I know Jesu was softly calling My Custodian and she was flying on “The Wings Of Glory” back to Heaven. I am dismayed and distraught without her soothing arms that gently calmed the thunder in my heart. “My Harbour In Life’s Storm” went, leaving me on this damned earth – to face a cold, harsh and insensitive world. However I experienced Jesu’s love in Lakmal, Uditha, Sanjaya and Samanthi, who’s unconditional and unstinted care, concern and support - comforted and consoled me, proving these diligent doctors (N.H.S.L.) are “My Family” I could lean on during my moment of tumult. Dearest Jesu, bless these admirable human beings; for though I haven’t seen you, I saw 
you in each of their faces.  


Where were you Jesu when my world stopped turning at 1.15 a.m. on Friday March 9, 2012? Why couldn’t you spare my devoted Amma a few more years? The parting was sudden; too bitter to forget; the blow too hard; the shock severe. The anguish that’s in my shattered heart; no human eye can ever trace, for it’s hidden beneath a child-like smiling face. Those who honestly loved my idol and respect the “privacy” of her only child, are the ones who will cherish her memory.  Amma and I always travelled in the same vehicle, this time to the Crematorium at 3.00 p.m. I her orphan, still in a state of shock pressed that button. With tormented mind and soul and none to soothe me, less than 24 hours later; I was back in my Amma’s home,“Deshari Vaijayantha”. Adorable Amma, I love you so much; and miss you even more. I feel so empty, lost and lonely without you.  


A heavenly glow from our household is gone; A loving voice I yearn to hear is stilled.  
Amma the queen of my heart, had Grace in her steps; and heaven in her eyes. She was an epitome of gentleness. Amma’s sincerity touched the lives of others. “Many are the women of proven worth; but my glorious amma excelled them all.”  Hallowed amma, now you belong to Heaven; where the stars spell out your name, “Syl’s Amma Dora.” 


Questions come so swiftly; Answers come slowly.....”My Priceless Possession Forever, is now Heaven’s sweetest angel.” 

 
Sylvana Kannangara Edirisinghe.