Lorraine passed away on April 20, 2016, after a long battle with renal failure and all the associated health issues that come with it. She fought long and hard and bravely, but in the end she contracted peritonitis and simply could not fight her way out of it. The doctors who took care of her on her last night said that she went quickly and that she was in no pain.
Lorraine requested that there be no funeral; her ashes will be buried at Karrakatta Cemetery in Perth, Western Australia, in the near future.
All of us will feel her loss, but we can take some consolation in the knowledge that she no longer suffers and that she is at peace.
The following poem was found written in one of Lorraine's recent notebooks; I'm not sure where she heard it, but it obviously struck a chord with her and she wrote it down. I share it now with you, on her behalf.
May your spirit soar in freedom
From the pains that gripped so tight
May you find the peace you searched for
As you wandered alone in the night
May your tortured mind be clear and calm
And your tender heart be warm
You have no need for strength now
There will never be another storm
May the music of the angels
Be the sweet sounds that you hear
As you are rocked in heaven's cradle
May you never shed another tear
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Birthday Memories 23rd August 2016
Dear Lorraine,
I should be packing my carry on bag with all those jars of pickles, chutneys, 'lunu-miris' Pol Sambol, and the slab of 'Love Cake" from the Sri Lankan shop here in Melbourne, to the extent that I have to wear most of my clothes so I dont go over the weight limit! Instead, I am writing something on your Forever Missed page.
I miss my annual 'birtday' pilgrimage, for Yum Cha and checking out all those Indonesian, Thai, and Sri Lankan restuarants in Sunny Bank. Miss all the talking late into the night, laughter, tears for lifetimes past, and laughter again at the end of it.
"You can shed tears that is she is gone - or you can smile because she has lived."
Miss you
Love
Therese
Victory
This picture was taken by Babs on a happy day out in Portsmouth, about 1998, when we visited Nelson's flagship together. Lorraine could always be relied upon to make interesting comments or humorous asides to enliven any outing and this photograph seems to encapsulate her sometimes 'operatic' personality, not to mention that unfailing generosity of spirit which made her such a lovable friend.
She was the only person allowed to call Christina 'Chrissy' because it sounded so lovely in her musical Sri Lankan accent. (Her voice still resonates with us now and we can easily slip into 'Lorraine mode' if making a particular observation!) It's lovely to see the photo's from different stages of her life and I remember her well from those HK days when she was just a slip of a thing... well, weren't we all?? Seeing the more recent shots where her hair is grey makes me think that she attained a sort of Mrs Gandhi gravitas - but, no, she'd have really hated that comparison!
She was simply Lorraine, and we loved her for that. Sweet dreams baby.
Navigational Skills (or lack thereof)
I think if she did have GPS back then she would have switched it off in favour of the radio and music and still would have ended up in the wrong place.