Today marked the 5th anniversary of  your passing away. During our thanksgiving event, we talked about the excellent times that we shared together and we especially thank God for everything. We are making progress in a lot of areas( we  all went to church last Sunday) and we asked the Lord to assist us in areas in which we need assistance. Remain blessed and pray for the entire family. You will be missed dearly but we shall never forget you. Love you dearly.

Windely on the behalf of the family

Dearest Sis Hildah,
Each time i think that visit i just smile! we came to PA for a celebration, all of us your sisters and brothers from the DMV area in the heart of winter 2002. We stormed your home. How happy you were to see us all! 
you made a decision that we, your sisters were going to be dressed in  African outfits! And of course we did not bring anything with us.

You lead us to your African outfits collection! it was like Christmas in August! You asked us to try on everything and we did! We brought down the whole collection, trying them one by one until we made our picks!  You helped us to coordinate the colors and designs! We looked beautiful in them. The best part was that you asked us to keep whatever we had picked! I need to sort out some of those pictures.

I still remember the smile on your face as you introduced us to everyone that came. " these are my beautiful sisters that have come for the occasion! Even though we looked like you all dressed in your clothes. 

Your hospitality to us at home was undescribable. You were a very beautiful person inside out!

Those we love never die because we carry them in our hearts each and every day!  You are one of those Sis!

Love Always!


 

My dear Hilda,

I have finally found the strength to write this tribute after the shock of three weeks ago. Yes, three weeks ago, precisely May 23 2016, I thought of you and wondered what happened that we lost touch then I mentioned to my hostess in Paris on that day how last summer 2015 I was in the US for the nth time and despite my frantic search, I still could not get news of you and your family from the friends I met in MD.  Yes, three weeks ago while in my desperation to touch base with you I turned to Google and typed your name – Hilda Mobit and behold!!!!! Google took me to your memorial website! Shocking!

What a way to learn of your passing! For three weeks I have wept and asked myself too many questions. For three weeks, your memorial website has been my computer homepage. I have read every posting written for you and seen your pictures over and over and over again. I have read your life story and concluded that you were only God’s messenger and haven accomplished the mission He sent you on earth to do, He called you home. Today I dry my tears, Hilda, my friend, because I am convinced that you are with the angels and watching over Windely, your boys and the rest of us, your friends and family.

 Last week, I also got the sad news of the passing of our friend Renee Ewene Senze who has gone to join you, and how, just like you, she lost the fight to breast cancer. If it is true that we meet after death, then she may have met you!

Closure for me will never be, until the day I visit where you were laid to rest. I remember our days in GTHS Kumba, our frequent visits to my aunt at Alaska street, the night Windely took us to the movie and we ended up staying at Fomenky street due to heavy rains.... Did I say I dried my tears? I thought I did, but the tears are pouring again and I can’t even see anymore. Oh, Hilda, my angel, lead me to any of your siblings or parents so I can hear your story. Thank you for what you were to me, thank you for the time we spent in Buea, the time we spent in Douala prior to your departure to the USA.

You left too soon, but you are in a better place now where there is neither suffering nor sorrow, where there is neither sickness nor pain, where there is neither crying  nor weeping; where together with the host of angels you are singing the halleluia chorus and beaming that your famous smile!

Rest in Peace my friend, untill we meet to part no more.

Beatrice Fontem

Bamako, Mali; June 18, 2016.

You would have been 49th today and yes you are celebrating it with our Heavenly Father and watching over all of us. Where are you vacationing? I know you would certainly go somewhere  warm, with beautiful ocean skyline , angels  everywhere and nice places to see. ...
 It has been two years and closure is not near... I spent time wandering about miracles and that you could come back and get to tell us how it is in the father's Kingdom.  Like many, I think  it is over, the physical departure is for real, but your spirit shall dwell with us till we meet  at our appointed time. Though you are gone, I know how blessed and favored we lived. We brought the best out of each other and others.. As I look back, special  thanks to  the almighty for the things we did together- the vacation  trips and the many things  we started. You are one of the best trip planners- you took time to read all the reviews and many more...  You also were very good at sharing your blessings, time, and knowledge with others. It is therefore not surprising that you touched many and your departure has brought a lot of changes and adaptations.   Our friends and families have all stood firm behind us. In many ways, this is  God's doing. His love for us shall dwell forever.  I like to thank  the Almighty for the courage to continue in your footsteps all we started. Be forever blessed!
Your loving husband,
Windely 

Hilda, you were not just a friend but a sister to me. You had so much love in your heart to go around an entire "village". You never ceased to take advantage of any opportunity to celebrate life. You are a true blessing to all those who knew you. The memories we shared with you will last a life time. Fare thee well!!!

The thoughts we have of you are thoughts of fun, gratitute and celebration. You always found reasons to celebrate your life and that of others. You will always remain our one and only "Aunty Hilda" R.I.P

Although it's been just a few years since you came to our lives, the memories we shared with you will last a life time.

Hilda, I can't stop holding back my tears but I firmly believe God Almighty has a better place for you above. Your sweet voice will never stop echoing in ears.  Thank you so much for helping me build up my faith in Christ.  Those good days we spent together in Kumba and Buea will remain fresh in my memories forever.

To you, Wynd and the boys,  just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer.  Be strong and take heart.

Beloved sister and friend, you will be sadly missed along life's way, but quietly remembered every day.  No longer in our life to share, but in our hearts, you're always there. (Adieu Hilda!  R.I.P.)

Mado Tangie

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CONDOLENCE MESSAGE from the office of the president

As we all know Hilda was a peace loving person who have been taken advantage of by cancer for the past ten years and have been pushed to despair. Everything was left for the almighty God to resolve this problem. I strongly believe God solved her problem by calling her home to eternity.

But that’s only the start. We have to strategized and prevent this disease from ripping families of love ones and from killing young people. Now is the time to act. Please join the course to fight against breast cancer.

You can talk to your friends, family members, brothers and sister to join the Hilda Nanji foundation to fight breast cancer and help needy children in Cameroon on face book andhttp://www.forevermissed.com/hildananji: find out how you can join us and get involved. This is the moment when real change of mentality begins.

God knows she was the only source of hope for many orphans in Cameroon; they will not have decent meal now that she is no more. These kids are counting on us. Let’s get this done for her, and let’s make these children continue to receive decent meals and a safer place as Hilda was doing before she got call by the lord.

We can do even better. And we will. But what we can’t do is keep weeping and forget the ground work Hilda started to help needy children in Cameroon. We are living in plenty and throwing away plenty while orphans are dying of hunger back home.

 So that’s the choices we face – to celebrate Hilda’s past and continue the work she started. And Hilda’s legacy is what it is today because she has always placed her bets on the faith of orphans rather than herself.  

We cannot let bills, disagreement, hatred, jealousy, gossiping gets in the way of the plight of hungry children. We’ve got to do what it takes to protect and stay the course to nurture them so that as Hilda rest in the hands of the lord she will see her dream come true, where no child is left behind in Cameroon.

From the bottom of our hearts, thank you for coming and May God bless you all.

President

J.A.M

                        MAY HER SOUL REST IN PERFECT PEACE