Some of you called her Saras, Aunty Saras, and possibly had other names for her but to her daughters, son-in-laws, grandchildren and many other people, she was lovingly known as MA.
Ma was a
remarkable woman who loved her family and church to bits. She was a
devoted mother, grandmother, and friend who put God first. She would
ensure that she attended church every Sunday and then came home to
enjoy the afternoon would her family. Often she would surprise us
with her famous Biryani lunch treat. And if you visited on any other
day, she would not allow you to leave without having something to
eat.
Ma was unbelievably compassionate. Her heart and her
generosity knew no bounds. Her door was always open. She always made
sure that her tides were in order and then spoilt her grandchildren
with gifts. And if it was your birthday, you would always get a crisp
R100 note. She loved Christmas and having her family stay over, even
if she had to share her bed with one of her daughters. She was bossy
thou, if you slept next to her you had to watch her Zee TV soapies as
well and put your phone off so that the light would not disturb her
beauty sleep.
She was spoilt and pampered by her daughters
and grandchildren. She wore the best clothes, and ate the best fish
and chips, which were her favorite. She spoke very highly of her
church, her pastor, and her congregation.
Mas favorite
color was red. She loved to wear her famous red lipstick, and matched
it with her red nail polish. She loved the color so much that she
wanted to paint her room red and get her a matching headboard. Her
sense of humor was impeccable. We would all engrossed in a serious
conversation and out of the blue she would utter something silly and
make us laugh.
I could go all day talking and praising
this amazing woman. It did not take much to make her happy, a phone
call, a card, or a visit was more than enough. She lived to make our
lives better and was so proud of us.
We all have our
special memories with Ma. Whether it was going on a church trip,
something funny she said, her best dish, or even watching a soapie
with her. These are the precious moments that would last with us
forever.
There have been and will be times in our lives
when situations arise where we'll want so much to talk to her, be
with her or ask her just what we should do. I hope that when those
times come, we can begin to look to each other and find that part of
her that she gave to each of us.
Maybe we can learn to
lean on each other and rely on each other the way we always knew that
we could with her. Maybe then she won't seem quite so far away.
So,
for your wisdom, your humor, tenderness and compassion, your
understanding, your patience and your love, we thank you so much Ma
for moulded each one of us into the fine lady or gentleman we are
today. Words cannot express how much we love you and miss you.
Brothers and sisters we do
not want you to be uniformed about those who sleep in death, so that
you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we
believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God
will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. - Thessalonians 4:13-14
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