Chaii Mami!!
I am still in shock – this is unbelievable! I just spoke to you a few days ago encouraging you to be strong and you were very optimistic. You told me how weak you were but that was because you hadn’t been eating well and you promised to eat better so as to gain your strength.
You asked after baby Azah and I told you to be strong because you had to come see the baby yourself. Your last words to me were: ‘kiss the baby for me.”Oh Mami, why now, why??
My baby is now only left with tell-tale and heresy memories of you; of all your grandchildren, you never got to see mine. My own children will never get to know their iconic and dynamic grand-mother. Your prayer was that I get married and have children and just when your prayer was fulfilled, you quietly departed this world.
You heard that I was in labor with Azah and you got out of your bed in pain and wept to the Lord for baby Azah’s safe delivery. Azah was born shouting and screaming with life because a powerful woman of God was on her knees interceding for my baby.
You celebrated one of my biggest achievements at my graduation in Minnesota back in 2011. You were one of the proudest moms at my graduation ceremony – I was so ecstatic because I made you very proud. You sang, danced, cried, laughed, prayed, celebrated, and thanked the Lord for bringing you so much joy. I saw genuine happiness in all your expressions. My friends and teachers approached you and congratulated you for such success and you were so delightfully dressed in your colorful African regalia. You sung my praises to all your sisters, friends, and colleagues back in Cameroon – telling them how your daughter is now a “docta.” You called me “doctor” every time I called to check on you and when you sensed tension or anger in my voice, you softened my temperament by calling me “Nimo.”
You taught me perseverance in the face of challenges, patience when my emotions seem to overpower me, love in times of pain, faith when all hope seems lost, endurance when faced with the toughest challenges, hard work because that was your motto for success, and most of all, family unity, love, and togetherness because when we stand together as a family we remain much stronger. You were my mother, my Civics madam in primary school, my History teacher in secondary school, and my most influential mentor. Although in so much pain and tears, I remain assured that your gentle spirit rests in Jesus’ bosom where your praises are being celebrated.
Oh death, where is your sting? Death, where is your victory? You snatched my mom from me like a thief in the night – without any warning. This is so painful and I am not sure I will ever fully process this enormous loss. Why God? Why, did Mami have to go this soon?
Mami, I know you are up in heaven in a much better place than this painful and sinful world. You worked so hard, gave so much, expected so little, and your legacy will resonate beyond 1000 years to come. This is not our final good bye Mami; this is a brief farewell because we shall meet again in heaven where we will rejoice forevermore. Farewell mom, fare you well!