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Leave a tributeThe hunger for love you left us with is always alive. May you continue to rest in the bosom of the Lord Almighty. Amen.
Its been 8 years you are missed in our hearts❤
Mother in four billion you have been on my mind lately. I miss you so much i do not even know how to explain it you were always there so i didn't notice but now you are gone the void is so huge i wonder how i never noticed a wise counsel here, encouragement and support at the right time these you freely gave.
Continue to rest mum we shall met again.
Nwando
Stay Well, Aunty V!
WHEN I WAS PREGNANT WITH MY FIRST DAUGHTER, LIKE ANY SELF-RESPECTING IGBO WOMAN – I HAD A YEN (CRAVING) FOR ‘NGWO NGWO’ (SP) OR ‘ISI EWU’. KNOWING THIS, AUNTY' V' CAME DOWN FROM LAGOS ONE WEEKEND TO VISIT ME IN COTONOU WHERE I WAS WORKING, ARMED WITH ALL THE INGREDIENTS TO MAKE THIS DISH (INCLUDING A DEAD/FRESH GOAT HEAD) AND PROMPTLY PROCEEDED TO PREPARE THE MOST DELIC
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Remembering Iyom
It was a year ago
Darkness fell on that broad day light
The golden calabash was broken
Iyom passed on
She journeyed to sleep in paradise!
Emotions emptied into tears
The sun bled
The news hit like thunders
Gates of pains opened in many hearts
Pains moved like smokes
Tears flowed like floods
Many hearts quaked
Storms of rage blew vessels up
Many eyes were covered in hue of reds
Some couldn’t move on
Every try, a cold comfort
But there was solace
Her life in polychromes
Her paintbrush touched many shades of beings
She left us a hunger for love……
CHUMA
One year on ...
It feels just like yesterday. Thank you God for those last few weeks together. You showed so much courage. Thank you God for those last few years. You battled with dignity. Thank you God for a lifetime. You gave us so much. Thank you darling mummylicious. You are forever in our hearts. Rest well.
Nwando
My ever action ready Aunty Iyom.
It was Obiora Anyichie's wedding at Lekki, Lagos in 2012. I walked up to Iyom after mass, to introduce my soon to be wedded wife (Obiora's wedding was February and mine came 2 months later April 21st). Iyom at sighting both of us looked at me from head to toe with the usual Okigbo women demeanor, ignored me and all my pleasantries, enveloped Chiugo-my wife at her arm, held her so tight to her chest as this was her first ever meeting my wife, and then whispered into her ears- ''you have to brace up to this challenge and change this boy'', ''just look at what he wore to a wedding, -chinos trouser, shirt and mocasin''. Before this happened, I clapsed my wifes hand as we walked towards Iyom telling her to just watch what she will say. Not knowing exactly what to expect this time, as each encounter with Iyom MUST throw up a jab on what you've not well or a warm hug on what you've done so well. So was her life. It hurts to write about Iyom in past tense, but I have accepted this. This incidence formally introduced Chiugo to Okigbo women, as she subsequently saw and would continue to feel them.......
Iyom did everything humanly within her control to be present at my daughter's baptism at Ibadan but her body failed her. We knew she won't be able to make the trip but kept on just believing as humans. Such was Iyom, ever protecting and loving hers. She booked mass for us in London at our wedding, she bought my daughter a white Christening Bible and Rosary at her baptism. She loved my mother and her offsprings, she displayed it affectionately. She was excited that I got married, she never told me why, but I knew and never raised it with her. She saw my marriage as 'soon to produce a consolation' for her sister, and God answered her prayers in my daughter-Gifechukwu. In one of those telephone conversations while she was in London, she asked 'how is Chiugo? when I retorted with 'agwo n'ife onolu adolu go' nobody needed to tell me she was relieved. That deep breath, followed by 'otito dili onye nwe anyi' said it all. We would forever keep her life stories evergreen in generations unborn.....farewell Ezinne, Nne m ochie, sojourn Ada Okigbo.