- Posted December 20, 2008 by
Kandy, Sri Lanka
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Precious memories of a Christmas gone by.....
This is for you Cucoo........ (My beloved brother)
Christmas always brings sad memories to me, as I always remember my brother and my sister in law visiting me every christmas to see my christmas decorations, (we are buddhists) My brother always loved to see my decorations, He once said that I could not bake cakes the way that my Mum did, and so one fine day I just did that - It was to be the first and last cake that I would ever bake for him. When we were small my mother had a Woman and Home Magazine in which there was a chocolate Foretress Cake, and I remember my brother pertersing her to make it, but she never did, as at that time cake trays, and toy soldiers were not available, so this time in the year of 2003 I just made this fortress cake for him, and I got a carpenter to make the toy soldiers, and it cost me a pretty penny, but it was worth seeing his face light up with delight, and wonder, as you will see in these photos, as he started to play with the toy soldiers - I was so very happy that I was able to bake his dream cake - It was also my sister in laws bday which fell on the 26th and I also made a ginger bread house for her.
So the month of December, is extremely sad for me as I lost my brother to a rare disease called Auto Immune disease, and he passed away in the gloomy month of January, which will bring sad memories for both my sister in law and me....
To Cucoo, my brother,
I cannot understand why this had to happen to me
I cannot understand why everything is taken away from me...
I cannot imagine such a thing like this would happen to you or to me.
Can't imagine there won't be any more laughter for you or me...
The good companionship you gave me - the happy times we had together,
The silly things we used to say and do - no, not any more again for you or me...
The path now hidden and the future veiled for me...
Left to face the world alone...
I know there must be a parting - one must go and one must stay
It happens every day.
So goodbye Cucoo - I love you so...