Anura Rabel, a devoted husband, loving father, and a good friend, passed away peacefully on July 29th, 2025 around 1:50am. He was a brilliant mind, an incredible teacher, and a man of quiet strength and compassion. He freely helped everyone throughout his life. His journey took him across three continents, always working tirelessly to give his family a better life. He is survived by his beloved wife, children, and grandchildren, who will forever cherish his wisdom and love.
My dad was diagnosed with Frontotemporal Dementia in 2020. He lost the ability to walk in early 2024 and was wheelchair bound yet he traveled with us many places and enjoyed life. The smiles on his face showed me that he truly enjoyed those moments with us.
In the end, we gave him our all — every ounce of love, care, and strength we had. We love you Tathe, we all miss you.
My father’s life was not marked by accolades or wealth, but by something far more enduring—his unconditional love, moral strength, and lifelong service to others. Anura Rabel lived a life guided by compassion, service, and unconditional love. Though his journey on this earth has ended, the values he lived by—kindness, patience, generosity— remain alive in the hearts of those who knew him.
Born with a heart made for giving, he tried to ease the hardships of many whenever someone was in need. He gave because his soul was rooted in kindness. He gave because it was in his nature. His life was a daily practice of Buddhist values, especially Metta (loving-kindness) and Dana (generosity).
He was a father in every sense of the word—not just to his children, but to anyone who needed one. Despite the sacrifices he made, he never let bitterness touch his heart. He practiced the noble Buddhist ideals of compassion (Karuna), equanimity (Upekkha), and right action—until frontotemporal dementia slowly silenced the vibrant, selfless man we knew.
To Amma, he was a partner of quiet strength, laughter, and unwavering companionship. She misses him deeply, every day. To me, his eldest daughter, he was my rock during moments of hardship and also my strength in moments of despair. When I was pregnant and sick, he donated his leave to support me through one of the most vulnerable times of my life. To my husband Thusitha, he was a friend and listener. Thusitha misses his warm conversations. To his granddaughter Skyler, he was a joyful giver of toys, laughter, and love. Skyler will always carry a part of him in her magic. He adored his granddaughter Skyler, who still asks for “Grandpa” and plays with the toys he lovingly gave her. My siblings and I carry the weight of his loss with quiet sorrow, but also with pride in who he was and what he stood for.
His life was a sermon in action. His passing is a sorrow beyond words.
Frontotemporal dementia took away pieces of him far too soon, but it could never take away the goodness of his soul. His was a life of quiet greatness—of service, sacrifice, and steadfast love.
We grieve him with every breath, but we honor him in every act of kindness we continue in his name. May he be free from suffering, reborn into peace, and may all who remember him carry his legacy of compassion forward. We honor his life not just through memory, but through living with the compassion he taught us. May he be reborn into peace, and may his spirit continue to inspire kindness in us all.
- Manusha
In Loving Memory of My Father.
Born into this world with quiet strength and boundless compassion, my father lived a life rooted in selfless service. He gave far more than he ever received, and though he has left this earth, the echoes of his kindness, his generosity, and his unwavering love continue to resonate in the lives he touched. My father was a man of immense strength and grace. His life was a living example of selfless love. Though he is no longer with us, the ripple of his kindness continues in every life he touched.
Anura was a devoted father, a gentle soul, and a protector—not only to his own family but to many others who had no one to turn to. He extended his heart and helping hands to anyone who needed support—whether it was shelter, a warm meal, or a listening ear. He gave quietly, never seeking recognition, and always putting others' needs before his own. Even in moments of personal hardship, he never hesitated to give. In true Buddhist spirit, he practiced Dana (generosity) and Metta (loving-kindness) without expectation. His actions embodied the deepest teachings of compassion and self-sacrifice. In every act, he lived the values of compassion (Karuna), loving-kindness (Metta), and generosity (Dana), embodying the core teachings of Buddhism.
As a husband, he was a pillar of love and care. Amma misses him deeply and remembers his quiet strength, his laughter, and his unwavering presence. As a father, he was our protector and guide. He made countless sacrifices to ensure we were safe, cared for, and loved.
His children— Manusha, Chamara, and Chamindri —carry both the immense weight of his absence and the light of his legacy. As his firstborn daughter, I write this with a heart shattered by grief, but also filled with reverence. My father gave everything he had to support others. Even in my own time of need, when I was pregnant and unwell, he quietly gave me his collected annual leave so I could heal and care for my family. He adored his granddaughter Skyler, who continues to look for "Grandpa" with love in her eyes and toys in her hands and with tender innocence. My husband Thusitha deeply misses their long conversations, and our whole family feels the emptiness his absence has left behind.
Our family grieves not only the loss of a father, but of a man who embodied the best of what it means to be human. His life was a lesson in compassion. His passing leaves a silence we cannot fill.
May he find peace in the next life, free from suffering, surrounded by the merit he built with his boundless heart. We grieve a loss that words cannot carry—but we also remember a man whose life was a lesson in compassion. May the legacy of his love continue through every heart he touched.
- Manusha
Thatha was a kind and gentle soul who always went out of his way to help others, no matter how big or small the need. His presence was a source of comfort and encouragement to everyone who knew him. From the moment I became part of the family, he welcomed me with open arms and treated me as his own son. I never once felt like an outsider—he made sure I knew I belonged. He showed his love not only through words but through countless acts of kindness, often putting others’ needs ahead of his own. His generosity and unwavering support for Manusha and me as we worked to establish our lives provided us with strength, stability, and hope during times when we needed it most. He was not only a father-in-law to me but a true father figure whose guidance and care I will always treasure.
I will deeply miss the meaningful and heartfelt conversations we shared—those long talks about life, ideas, and so many different subjects that would leave me thinking for days afterward. He had a way of listening with genuine interest and responding with wisdom that came from both experience and compassion. Our conversations were never rushed; they were filled with thoughtfulness, humor, and an openness that made me feel understood. Those moments were more than just exchanges of words—they were lessons in humility, kindness, and living a life that values people above all else. His warmth, wisdom, and kindness touched everyone who crossed his path, and his memory will forever live in our hearts. Though he may no longer be with us in person, the love and values he shared will continue to guide and inspire me for the rest of my life
- Thusitha
Dear Manusha Akka and Family,
We are very sorry to hear about the passing of your father, Anura Uncle. Please accept our deepest condolences.
He was a very kind person and a truly great human being. His warmth and goodness will always be remembered.
May he attain Nibbana. Our thoughts are with you during this difficult time, and we hope you find comfort in the love and support of your family and friends.
With sympathy,
Kasun and Ruvini
The funeral was held at Going Home on July 31st from 10am to 11am and the burial was at Rockville Cemetery at 11:30am.