Sunday Times (Sri Lanka)

Fond remembranc­e of two colleagues

- Malathy Anoma Colleagues at the Primary School of Methodist College Daughter Jayanthi

As May comes upon us our hearts and minds are flooded with memories of two dearly loved colleagues who were truly ‘friends’.

When Malathy left us on May 16, 2004 so unexpected­ly, after what seemed like a normal fever, we felt this deep void. We still miss her ‘smiling eyes’, her gentle pat on our shoulders inquiring of us if all was okay with us! We still recall the many times she would bring roti and potato fry or a wonderful thick tomato curry. Her warmth, her deep faith in a loving God and her sense of humour will live on in our hearts.

In February this year Anoma left us even more unexpected­ly after having been in school in the morning. It seems so unreal and it’s almost as if we expect her to walk into the staff room at the Primary where she taught for many years before going across to the middle school. She was one who would share our joys and sorrows as it were her very own- crying even if we didn’t!! Nimal (‘aiya’ as she called him), and the two children were her pride and joy and last year she welcomed Dinuka warmly into the family when Yeshani wed.

We thank God today that they both knew Him and walked with Him. I believe we have learned from them ‘to carry each others burdens’, ‘to be generous and hospitable’, ‘that family is very precious’, that we need to ‘take a break and laugh at ourselves’ and much, much more. So when we think of them (although sad) we are grateful to God for the memories we have of them.

Our prayers continue to be with Malathy’s husband Christy and her boys Andrew and Joel in Melbourne and also with Anoma’s husband Nimal and her children Yeshani and Dinuka and Ishan in Sri Lanka. May the deep love Malathy and Anoma had for you and their faith and prayers act as a remembranc­e that God is watching over you all.

When I was born you took me into your fold, and I was empress in your kingdom. You gave me all the comfort that an empress would have had.

You held my hand and showed me the path. You reached out your hand and held me high. Your endless love will always be cherished. You’re remembered, but sadly missed.

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