Passed away last Friday in her nap at school. She was not even 3. Her birthday was April 9. 2002. Beautiful girl with long sweeping eyelashes. She wasn’t smiling. She was sleeping with her hands folded on her chest. Small hands in white gloves. Very peaceful rest. While her parents were racking up in pain.

I went to the funeral services today. And because I assumed things, I got lost. I thought the services would be held in the cemetay’s chapel, so I drove around the cemetary looking for a chapel and found none. Then, I was directed to another cemetary. The services were held right across the cemetary, if I only open my eyes and SEE.

Have you ever seen and felt the pain of parents losing their child so young? I can never feel and understand Upul and Rukmali’s pain. How could I? I shudder at the thought of something happening to either one of my kids.

Things don’t just happen. Everything in life is meant to be a lesson, a message. That is not to say that God wanted to teach us a lesson. But I find it hard to see what is the message being conveyed here. Why give so much joy, then abruptly take it away?

And Upul is the most gentle, kindest heart I’ve met. Never said bad things about peope. Not ambitious. I’ve said this to others before. I can trust him with my life. I don’t talk to him daily. But I always feel a closed association with him.

Upul – my heart goes out to you. Your daughter has found peace in another life. May you find peace and strength in this life.