It was three months, on August 14, since our father left us. How lonely we are with out you, loving Thaaththa.
For the past 23 years my father was a friend and a pillar of strength to me. I could open up my heart to him. With his gentle advice and guidance, he put us on the correct path on life’s journey. The deeply rooted values in my life all came from my father.
Thaaththa was by nature strong and silent. He faced life with courage. Reading books and newspapers was his hobby. Since his death, the cupboard filled with his books remains untouched. His deep knowledge of English helped him to render great service to the Ports Authority for more than 35 years.
I remember how my father would take me to Montessori school, and feed me in the playground. I had 100 excuses to skip school, but he somehow succeeded in taking me to school. I cherish all these sweet memories, with tears in my eyes.
Father did the best for our family in the best way he could. I always think how lucky my mother was to have such a sweet and understanding husband. It was indeed a blessing from God.
My brother and I are both in the good positions we enjoy today because of Thaaththa’s guidance and advice. He taught us how to act practically in all issues that arise in life.
Dear Thaaththa’s lovely smile and thoughtful words are missing from our home and our lives. In his 70 years with us, he was a loving husband, a caring father, a sweet grandfather and “the biggest hero” of my life To me, my father was the greatest man alive. His memory will be cherished forever.
We miss you greatly, Thaaththa.
Nelumka Silva |
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