Being a perfect human being might not be possible, but we can strive to be the best person we can possibly be. We can do this by having a positive impact on other people’s lives, living a life we can look back on and be proud of, and being someone who others can admire. That is my definition of being perfect.
My grandmother, Vinitha Rukmani Wijesinghe, was one of those people. She passed away on October 22 , 2008, leaving behind a loving husband (Samson), mother (Daisy), brother (Susanda), sister (Dharshani), five children (Gayani, Priyanga, Delan, Eresha and Sudharshi), and nine grandchildren (Anushka, Sarindee, Mevanka, Janith, Anuka, Nethmal, Kushali, Randil and Imasha).
A mother’s love is difficult to explain. It is something only her children can appreciate. Devotion, joy, pain, sacrifice and equal love – these are just a few of the emotions mothers experience. My grandmother experienced all of those. Throughout her life, she fulfilled the duties of a mother to the highest standard, loving and sharing everything she had with her five children equally.
A grandmother’s love is something rare and should be cherished. She can be defined as someone with a big heart, a warm smile, and a loving touch. Each time a grandchild is born, she opens up another part of her heart to let a new loved one in. At 70 years, she passed away from a life full of generosity, kindness, commitment, and unconditional love. It was a life that will not only be dearly missed, but admired immensely by anyone who may or may not have known her. Although she has left the circle of life, she will stay in the hearts of everyone she came in contact with.
We all love you very much, Achchi. May you attain Nibbana.
Sarindee Wickramasuriya |
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