ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Miss Raheema Jamaludeen, 53 years old, born on March 31, 1967, and passed away on June 15, 2020 (buried on June 20, 2020). We will remember her forever.  

That day we lit a candle while you were leaving your home, that light burns bright. It shows me that you’re ready to go back to your creator. 

My beautiful and awe-inspiring sister, I am uncertain if I will ever understand why an aneurysm had to take you away, but I do know this: The light that you brought to the world shines on, forever.  Adam reminds me of you constantly. It’s hard to watch him grieving (missing his Mom and Dad), his eyes are looking for you and his heart is still talking to you.  Bobo (parrot) missed you too. I also know that Gucci (dog) has been looking for days to find you. I saw him searching and sniffing all the corners of the house.   

As a mother – and a caregiver to Adam, the love of her life.  The desire of her heart is to make a valuable difference to the well-being of that precious child who is relying on her for love, emotional and physical support.  It’s heart-wrenching not knowing how to handle this completely perplexing situation with calm and alertness.  She looked for help over the years, and while never wanting to give-up, she was at her wit’s end.  Longing for certain guidance to happen.  Then she found  St Joseph Forensic in Hamilton: Having access to an experienced physiatrist (Dr. Ferencz) means that suddenly she and her precious Adam are not alone.  She found hope in a feeling of trust, security, and a desire to keep going. You had so much life left to live.  My sweet sister you lived your legacy in a marathon through both rocky terrain and beautiful meadows. 

Even though her death is tragic and such a sad event, I hope that everyone can hold his or her head high. Raheema would have wanted us to celebrate her life and speak about her achievements and our fond memories with a smile on our faces. Let’s not dwell on our significant loss, but instead, focus on paying tribute to Raheema's remarkable life. 
A talented coach and aspiring mother, sister, aunt, and friend. She inspired many parents at the Association of Parent Support Groups in Ontario (APSGO) not only how to handle their children but imparted lessons of self-esteem, self-confidence, fit in some retail therapy, positive body image along, and a good belly laugh.
 
She also was a member of the Institute for Advancement in Mental Health (IAM).  She helped to raise funds for research into a cause and cure for schizophrenia  (aka - schizo-affective disorder) by participating in an annual Peace of Mind Walk in Oakville. 

She also wrote letters to the Canadian Mental Health Society  (CMHS) suggesting to raise the bar higher on mental health.  Some of her suggestions were discussed by CMHS and in the process of implementing as follow:  

a) to develop a civil process whereby love ones are able to advocate for care when a person who is ill, does not recognize that she/he is ill and a danger to society. Families and those close to the patient have a clear and important voice in identifying issues. Use that voice.
b) consistent psychotherapy to prevent relapse
c) No waiting list for Mental illness cases.
d) provide long-term accommodation for people with mental illness, and a system that stops being politically correct all the time instead of doing what needs to be done right. We shouldn’t wait until people with mental illness go into crises
e)  Move the dial in the right direction if we want to give these patients a new start  in life and prevent intensive treatment, the first step is to make it easier for quicker assessment.

Her grace existed on so many levels; the way she carried herself, her impeccable and flawless style, the way she helped my mother and father, the way she spoke, what she spoke. Every decision she made was based on the deep values, ethics, and principles with which she led her life: Integrity, compassion, service to all creatures, discipline, and loyalty were the foundations of her love.

She was curious about the world around her. She craved life in every moment, in every conversation, in every adventure. And anywhere she went, everyone, she met was filled with delight by her. They were touched so deeply and moved by her beautiful presence. Her soft and sweet strength: her quirky sense of humor, her earth-shaking and righteous laughter.  She charmed them all with her deeply soulful, intelligent, and beautiful energy.  Everyone who crossed her path saw and felt the light she radiated.

Whatever we do at some point, it will be the last time we do it. Whomever we love at some point, there will be the last time we see them, speak to them, or hug them. We never really know when that will be. 

Until then, she’s always with me when I walk out to the trail and in the anticipating stillness of the room, as I sit down, I imagine her – Raheema, my sister, my cherished one –  smiling at me, inviting me into each moment, life is meant for living. 
❤️❤️
Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
By Jade Doobay

Aunty Nazi will always be remembered as the life of the party and say the things people want to say but didn’t have the guts to say. “Why your mout so sour far!” She was indeed a force to be reckoned with, but despite her no bs attitude, she also was able to show the most beautiful, genuine and unbiased love.

We remember our last visit with Raheema, at the end of May. She had wanted to spend time with Ada while she had some time off. They loved going for walks to look for butterflies and dragonflies. Raheema had brought a craft for them to work on together and oils to give Ada a massage. How many great Aunties would go out of their way and do all that, simply an angel. Later on, I looked out back while they were basking in the sun peacefully, Ada colouring on the craft while Aunty looked on with a loving, thoughtful gaze. It was so touching that I just stopped to watch and I could feel the love in her eyes. 

We often reminisce in joy what we now know were blessings, the time we spent with Raheema, we are so grateful for the precious little time we had with her and the memories we will always treasure. Let us all close our eyes and recall the loving gaze, beautiful smile or infectious laugh that will always live on in our hearts.
Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
By Emily Chambers

Another year has approached upon us to celebrate an exquisite woman who has touched us all in many ways. Aunt Nazi’s birthday is one I will never forget, as we both have birthdays, which are days apart from each other.

As we celebrate another year, memories continue to shine over me in your memory. There really isn’t a day that goes by where you are not on my mind or in my prayers at night.

When I think about you, I not only reminisce on your presence but also the significant impact you had on my life. You supported me in many ways that I will always cherish, and in times when I felt like I had no one there.
You were my cheerleader, my advocate, my mentor, and not only an aunt but a mother.

Your birthday is a gentle reminder of your existence in this world. You always brought joy and laughter to everyone around you. You were and will always be the life of the party.

It breaks my heart that you never got to meet Vienna, but I am grateful that you were able to know that she would be embarking this world as my daughter.

You provided me with useful advise while pregnant and told me everything would be okay. You supported me during the duration of my Masters and attended my graduation. You watched me get married and came with me to pick out my wedding dress. You made me laugh to the point of tears running down my face. You always believed in carrying yourself well and did so with an abundance of class. These are all simple things that you did, which had a predominant impact on my life. The list goes on. I will forever be grateful for you as an individual and your guidance. 

Happy birthday aunt Nazi! Always remembered and never forgotten.

With lots of love forever and always,
Emily
Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 5, 2021
By Shirley K

My dearest and beautiful Sista

I'm not going to pretend it hasn't been a difficult year, but the experience has been transformative. I have returned to a simpler, more still life and appreciate the gifts of my life: family and friends, the home I live in, and the beauty of this earth. I've loved the slowing down part. I used to work so very much, almost 8 -9 hours every day, and now, I spend my hours doing what I want to do in my home or a five to the ten-mile radius of my home.

I’ve thought a lot this past year, more than is good for me. When it’s hard, I go to my head. And this pandemic has been hard. I miss you sister, I think of Adam more than ever. I’m actively grieving the implosion of your loss my beautiful sister and partner and your cherished love… Adam. I’m still not sure what’s next, or what the next best step is for me. I miss visiting you, going to the mall, going to lunch, dinners and shopping and many more. I miss your energy. There’s been so much loss, and more uncertainty to come.

It hasn’t been all bad though. I’m kind and wise at heart so I always see disruption as a new rich opportunity. This too shall pass. And ... it’s been hard ESFD.

So here’s to longer days, more sunshine, and warmer weather, to the return of new growth, to change, letting go, starting again, and feeling grateful for all the love that makes the struggle less important.
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Posted by Fareeza Khan on March 31, 2021
Dearest Cousin I have never met anyone as courageous, strong, beautiful and kind as you. Anyone who is lucky enough to have known you or to have been in your presence will agree that you have a glow and light that never ceases to shine and that makes anyone around you feel instantly happy. So much childhood memories never forgotten. Love you ❤️

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Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
By Jade Doobay

Aunty Nazi will always be remembered as the life of the party and say the things people want to say but didn’t have the guts to say. “Why your mout so sour far!” She was indeed a force to be reckoned with, but despite her no bs attitude, she also was able to show the most beautiful, genuine and unbiased love.

We remember our last visit with Raheema, at the end of May. She had wanted to spend time with Ada while she had some time off. They loved going for walks to look for butterflies and dragonflies. Raheema had brought a craft for them to work on together and oils to give Ada a massage. How many great Aunties would go out of their way and do all that, simply an angel. Later on, I looked out back while they were basking in the sun peacefully, Ada colouring on the craft while Aunty looked on with a loving, thoughtful gaze. It was so touching that I just stopped to watch and I could feel the love in her eyes. 

We often reminisce in joy what we now know were blessings, the time we spent with Raheema, we are so grateful for the precious little time we had with her and the memories we will always treasure. Let us all close our eyes and recall the loving gaze, beautiful smile or infectious laugh that will always live on in our hearts.
Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
By Emily Chambers

Another year has approached upon us to celebrate an exquisite woman who has touched us all in many ways. Aunt Nazi’s birthday is one I will never forget, as we both have birthdays, which are days apart from each other.

As we celebrate another year, memories continue to shine over me in your memory. There really isn’t a day that goes by where you are not on my mind or in my prayers at night.

When I think about you, I not only reminisce on your presence but also the significant impact you had on my life. You supported me in many ways that I will always cherish, and in times when I felt like I had no one there.
You were my cheerleader, my advocate, my mentor, and not only an aunt but a mother.

Your birthday is a gentle reminder of your existence in this world. You always brought joy and laughter to everyone around you. You were and will always be the life of the party.

It breaks my heart that you never got to meet Vienna, but I am grateful that you were able to know that she would be embarking this world as my daughter.

You provided me with useful advise while pregnant and told me everything would be okay. You supported me during the duration of my Masters and attended my graduation. You watched me get married and came with me to pick out my wedding dress. You made me laugh to the point of tears running down my face. You always believed in carrying yourself well and did so with an abundance of class. These are all simple things that you did, which had a predominant impact on my life. The list goes on. I will forever be grateful for you as an individual and your guidance. 

Happy birthday aunt Nazi! Always remembered and never forgotten.

With lots of love forever and always,
Emily
Posted by fawzya Hirji on April 5, 2021
By Shirley K

My dearest and beautiful Sista

I'm not going to pretend it hasn't been a difficult year, but the experience has been transformative. I have returned to a simpler, more still life and appreciate the gifts of my life: family and friends, the home I live in, and the beauty of this earth. I've loved the slowing down part. I used to work so very much, almost 8 -9 hours every day, and now, I spend my hours doing what I want to do in my home or a five to the ten-mile radius of my home.

I’ve thought a lot this past year, more than is good for me. When it’s hard, I go to my head. And this pandemic has been hard. I miss you sister, I think of Adam more than ever. I’m actively grieving the implosion of your loss my beautiful sister and partner and your cherished love… Adam. I’m still not sure what’s next, or what the next best step is for me. I miss visiting you, going to the mall, going to lunch, dinners and shopping and many more. I miss your energy. There’s been so much loss, and more uncertainty to come.

It hasn’t been all bad though. I’m kind and wise at heart so I always see disruption as a new rich opportunity. This too shall pass. And ... it’s been hard ESFD.

So here’s to longer days, more sunshine, and warmer weather, to the return of new growth, to change, letting go, starting again, and feeling grateful for all the love that makes the struggle less important.
.
her Life

Raheema's birth story. ***This page is under construction

Raheema was born on March 31. 1967 assisted by a birth doula and my paternal grandmother at 75 Rampoor St,  Berbice Guyana South America.  Daughter of Jamaludeen and Johoran Rafuodin.  She died on June 15th, 2020, and was buried on June 20, 2020, at Parkview Cemetery in Waterloo Ontario. 

Her growing up story: 
- she was the youngest of 7 siblings



She was married to Mohamed Alishaw in 1995:  

Birth story: 
- Adam was birthed the morning of January 5th, 1997
- labor begins at home
- normal birth (no intervention, no repair, no oxygen during birth was required)
- baby cord was cut by the doctor
- baby looks like his dad - Mohamed Alishaw
- Dad  and one of Raheem's friend was present for delivery and Dad reaction was joyous
- A mindful mama
- breastfeeding for over a few months
- First visitor was her mom 
- Her mom nurtures her and stayed with her after Adam was born


What her life was like as a mom:
She strives to be the best she can be. Along her journey of motherhood, she just keeps trying to be the good mom she can be. 

What was her family life: 

She loves to get together and reminisce and repeat some of the same stories over and over. 
With 10  years between us, Raheema and surprisingly I always get along and have much in common. It was a rich and comforting bond.  
Her spirit animal is the elephant and the starfish
The Elephant symbolism represents sensitivity, wisdom, stability, loyalty, intelligence, peace, reliability and determination.
The starfish represent infinite divine love. In addition to love, the starfish also holds characteristics such as guidance, vigilance, inspiration, brilliance, and intuition. The starfish spirit animal teaches you to cure yourself over time, fill up the void, and replace it with something better. It symbolizes regeneration, renewal, and self-sustainability. 

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Ramadan Mubarak My Love

Shared by Shelliza Gilmour on April 15, 2021
Remembering You this Ramadan. I still look to my office door and imagine you walking in wearing your red coat and your beautiful bright smile that always melts my heart and I rushed towards you with my arms open to give you my most affectionate hug, oh how I miss you ♥️  I miss sending you songs and read your responses of how much sweet memories they bring you.  
Here are some Ramadan songs for you My Darling

From: Nephew - Gibron Jamaludin

Shared by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
The first and last time I met with aunty naaz was back in 1995 and  she gave me   something I had no idea exist  and always made me remember her every  time I came across it ( marshmallows)  . She will always be deep in my heart  ♥️♥️.hbd in heaven aunty naaz RIP

From cousin Mansilla

Shared by fawzya Hirji on April 7, 2021
Good morning Nazie was such a beautiful girl a heart full of love,  laughter and fun  though she has  gone too soon she lives in the hearts of her dear ones, until then ,take comfort in Gods word that says, there will be a  resurrection when all those in the tomb will hear his ,Jesus’s voice and come out, until then, let’s wait in expectation  when we will unite with our  dear love ones again. This is a promise from our loving God Jehovah. From Mousie Mansilla aka Mano and the entire Hariprasad’s family.
Love you all always.