Mama Agie, on this day of your memorial, and memorial Feast of St Lucy of Syracuse; we continue to think about you and pray for you. What a unique and awesome God's gift you were to us. I have no doubt where you are knowing how much you loved the Blessed Mother.

Continue to rest in Heavenly Glory.
Lucia

Continue to rest in peace, our dearest aunt.

Series Continues....
My dearest sister Agie in Heaven,
Today marks your fourth anniversary in Heaven. You left us Friday, December 13th 2019 and today is Wednesday, December 13th 2023. The day may be different but the Date and Memories are still the same. I want to repeat that:
My Mind still talks to you
My Heart still looks for you
My Soul knows you are at peace in Heaven with The Almighty God.
But how I wish you were still here; It has been a long four years without you.
Your brother.
Stephen

Series Continues....
My dearest sister Agie in Heaven,
Today marks your fourth anniversary in Heaven. You left us Friday, December 13th 2019 and today is Wednesday, December 13th 2023. The day may be different but the Date and Memories are still the same. I want to repeat that:
My Mind still talks to you
My Heart still looks for you
My Soul knows you are at peace in Heaven with The Almighty God.
But how I wish you were still here; It has been a long four years without you.
Your brother.
Stephen

Series Continues....
My dearest sister Agie in Heaven,
Today marks your fourth anniversary in Heaven. You left us Friday, December 13th 2019 and today is Wednesday, December 13th 2023. The day may be different but the Date and Memories are still the same. I want to repeat that:
My Mind still talks to you
My Heart still looks for you
My Soul knows you are at peace in Heaven with The Almighty God.
But how I wish you were still here; It has been a long four years without you.
Your brother.

Auntie Agnes! It has been 4 yrs since you left us prematurely. We are constantly praying for your soul till we meet to part more. Stay well sis Agi as we fondly call you.

Series Continues!!!!

My dearest Sister Agie in Heaven!
Today is your birthday and I am praying The Almighty God make this day a much joyful day for you in Heaven. You left so suddenly, we did not say goodbye. I miss you throughout each and every day. I am sure you must have known by now that Sister Justin also left us on July 20th of this year to join you there in Heaven. This means the four of you, my siblings have now join our parents in Heaven.
Dear God, I request that you give my sister a special blessing on this her birthday  with all the happiness and continue to keep her in your care because now she is living with you. Happy Birthday in Heaven, My dear sister.
My dear sister, I pray to God to bless you with a wonderful life in the next birth on your Birthday.
Gone but your memories live on with me.
Your brother,
Stephen.

Happy Feast of the memorial of all souls day!

Your presence persist
As beautiful as ever
There is no doubt where your home is
You changed lives without knowing
You planted seeds in many gardens
Crops are sprouting and roots branching out
Even stronger and faster than you would ever imagine
In the Lord's beautiful home you repose
For your time here was for Him alone
Mother Mary, you surely see
Her beads you distributed to new born and old alike
Your message of love is soundly in place

Our time shall come and we shall surely meet
For the work you did was not in vane
One by one we all will walk the path alone
You ahead for your job was done
We pray for you and your sisters too
On this day of the souls faithfully departed
For their journey to Heaven will be quick
A purified soul they become as the enter the golden gate

Intercede for us, as we continue to pray for all the souls in purgatory.

On this Feast Day of St Lucy, you left for Paradise. Our hearts yearned in pain as we were left in shambles. Time heals and we are transitioning slowly from a place of pain to a place of acceptance and Christian believe of not only your Intercessory ability but also our Christian belief of the Resurrection.

We pray that you may continue your passion of advocacy for equality and justice for many people and many families. For justice is the foot-stool of peace and love.

No one needs to tell me where you are. I know where you are. Continue to enjoy the bliss of the heavenly Mariapolis.

Series Continues!!!

My dearest sister Agie,
Today marks your third anniversary in Heaven and I want to repeat that:
My Mind still talks to you
My Heart still looks for you
My Soul knows you are at peace in Heaven with The Almighty God.
But how I wish you were still here; It has been a long three years without you.
Your brother.

Happy Belated Heavenly Birthday on All Souls Day Mama Agie.
On this day of All Souls Day, I wish you a very, very
Happy Birthday in Heaven.
Rest in Heavenly Glory.
A million times I needed you
A million times I cried
If love alone could have save you, you never could have died

In life We loved you so
In death We love you still
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn't go alone
For part of us went with you
The day you silently left

I see you everyday
I hear you whenever I want to
In God's beautiful city you rest
Singing chorous with the Choirs of Angels.
Adieu Mama Adieu.

Series Continues......
My dearest Sister Agie in Heaven!
Today is your birthday and I am praying The Almighty God make this day a much joyful day for you in Heaven. You left so suddenly, we did not say goodbye. I miss you throughout each and every day
Dear God, I request you to bless my sister with all the happiness and continue to keep her in your care because now she is living with you. Happy Birthday in Heaven, My dear sister.
My dear sister, I pray to God to bless you with a wonderful life in the next birth on your Birthday.
Gone but your memories live on with me.
Your brother,
Stephen.

Holy Love!!
What a Pilgrimage. As I reminisce and allow my mind to hover over every little detail of that journey, I am overjoyed that I went. My journey to Holy Love recalibrated my very wayward and radical progressive ideologies most of which never sat well with you. I opened myself to change, rewewal of mind and was rewarded with a transformational soul. I don't know what a transformational soul means but I do know that I feel it within. This was the turning point for me.

I could only imagine how you managed it with three kids under age 8 in the mid April cold Ohio weather. I admire your determination to serve God, taking the children along with all the inconveniences you knew might be a distraction to you focusing on your mission. Little did I know you were sowing a seed. A seed that has germinated and firmly taken root.

I look forward to another Holy Love in Easter 2023

Ma Agie..... Thank you much.... We both know why!!
July 2022 and August 2022 shook us to the core. However, as you would say " no one gets delt a hand they cannot handle". All is well. We are thankful that as a family we rallied together and for the second huddle; most of the damages has been taken care of and what's left is minor and will be managed as time permits. We thank God for the strength to go through it all.

Well, what prompted this write up today is my retreat with the group to Pennsylvania on 09/10/22 with retreat master Rev. Father Epie. Though quite young, he was very knowledgeable, intuitive, wise and down-to-earth. The topic was Our Lady of Sorrow. He was able to highlight what the Blessed Mother went through in her Lifetime and did a wonderful job comparing it to out little minor struggles which we typically exaggerate accusing people falsely and believing in witch doctors etc. He insisted that we must believe in the Resurrection. He said sooo muvh more. We all left the retreat center a bit different. A better human and a better Catholic. So fulfilling.

You left this world and pointed me to the Jesus.
How grateful I always will be to you!!

Always remembered for all you have done!! Sleep well! Intercede and pray for the family!!!
Ma Agie!!

God Bless you ✝️ And Dont give up

Mama Agie,
I am glad that this website exists and I can pour my heart to you. Easter week is here. Thus far things have not been smooth for us. In the realm where you are, you will understand me very well and I don't need to explain here.

On another note, Your father Peter is doing well. He has a big project coming up in the Summer in the West Coast for 3 weeks. We are sooo proud of him. He was one of two candidates. Can you imagine the number of kids who would have applied for the project and of all the kids who applied, Peter and one other kid was selected.
He has grown quite a bit. I know how proud you were of his little achievements and how proud you would have been now. Of course you are still proud because you see everything.

Jay goes to College this year. The boy has a hard time making up his mind. We continue to wait and pray for him. After overcoming a severe injury, life has not been the same for him.

Nene has mature quite a bit in a little over 2 years. She helps quite a lot at home. With very little time for me to do other stuff, our girl has stepped up. How proud you would have been of her. Moreso, she has kept straight As. She loves Eng Language and Math. What opposites.

I will close for tonight.
I love you much. If only Heaven had visiting hours. Forever in our hearts.

I love you Grandma Aunty! It's been a little over three years and it still does not feel real. May your soul continue to rest in peace.

Today marks 2 years since you left us for the land of the Holy. We missed your physical presence just as much if not more. I survive not by myself anymore but thanks to your constant presence, intervention and intercession. You know how Nov 2021 would have turned out if not of you. They were all nothing short of miracles.

Mami Agie, my love for you has never wavered or faded in the slightest. I am constantly reminded by Our Fellow CWO sisters as well, what you stood for and fought for. They will often remind me of the respect you earned and your commitment to this House of Mary.

The kids are growing and maintains food behavior and conduct. You will be surprised at Nene's achievements and most of all her commitment and dedication to all her passions and ambitions. You will always predicted that your girl Nene will not be sidelined. I smile here because you are smiling.

Thank you for your friendship with Lulu Ambe. I am her protégé. Just as you always did, she will remind me of upcoming feast days and those which are Catholic Obligations. Occaisionally, when time permits and despite her home commitment, she is able to help me out here and there.

Your Sister and Friend, Beatrice Ntam has tons of stories to share with me each time we drive together for CWO commitments. She cooked her famous vegie and fufu corn; 1 big tray for us as a reminder for the multiple times she cooked it for you.

My Dear mother, I can go on and on and on. What sticks to my mind is that on this St Lucia's Feast Day, your soul departed to the sphere above to join the choir of Angels and Saints. You will be in and with me forever . I will continue to pray for you.

Series Continues…

My Sister’s 2nd anniversary in Heaven.

My dearest Sister Agie,
It’s been two years today, December 13, 2021 that you went up the roadless traveled to heaven.
Since then it’s been multiple trips around the sun without the light of your love. I hold your memory as a glimmer in my heart.

They say time heals ALL wounds, but I have come to realize that anyone who says that hasn’t truly grieved. I have also realized that in grief, one year can seem like a few days and time loses meaning but your memories never can. I’m certain I heard your voice louder in the wind yesterday when I was at your tomb-stone. Your memory has been beside me for two years now, and I’m, indeed, so grateful for the company.

As I have said before, losing you was difficult but learning to live without you these past two years has been even harder. But death cannot kill your name.

My mind knows you are in a better place, where there is no pain; You are at peace. I understand that, I just wish I could explain that to my heart.

How fortunate I am to have someone like you, my dear sister Agie, that makes saying goodbye extremely difficult.
Love as always
Your brother,
Stephen

My December 13th, 2020 Speech:

For me it has been one year of Soul searching, full of questions, doubts. sadness, deep depression, anger, emptiness and pain. In the heat of al these emotions, I found another family. I found sisters and mothers who have been very supportive and have stood with my family from Day 1 and 365 days later they are still with us. As you can see for yourself, these are my CWO mothers and sisters.

Often times, after the loss of a love one, everyone goes back to their normal activities and you the bereaved is expected to bounce back as well. To continue to move on as if nothing has happened. Unfortunately, that is not always the case. Not when one's life is directly and invisibly connected to the one the one who departed. My heart was connected to Mama Aggie's in a special way. She waited until the hour that I could not be at her bedside to die. She died at pace of employment. I am constantly reminded of that every time and everyday I show up for work. Every time a code blue is called in the hospital. Every St. Lucy's Feast day.

As a young bride, we shared the same home; the famous 3834 Tremayne Terrace. We lived together for three and half years. To sum up my relationship with her while we shared the same home; an acquaintance said this to me "Lucia, you don stay with your sister-in-law for all this long sotay you go fine own house, no man nor ever hear kik for outside. No congoosa. You be very good woman oh. My response to the acquaintance was that, it was me who was good rather my sister-in-law was more than good. I cannot even begin to list what she has done for my children and myself. As a matter of fact, I remember a family event where I had worked late and could not make in time to drive to the event with family. She had also left and I chose to get ready al the same hoping that I could get a ride to the location somehow. She was 5 minutes from the event when she thought to call me. Learning that I was stranded at home, she drove 40 minutes back to my house to pick me up.
went for years without buying clothing for my children because she always bought them.

So many things, I am thankful for are because of her intervention:
Blessing my marriage in church; MY children in Religious education for 8 years; Children's baptism thru confirmation, children's participation in church groups. Thank mama especially for these strong Christian foundation that the children acquired.

I cannot remember the countless time, I will rummage through her closet to find appropriate clothing for a function. I will take her hand bags, shoes, sneakers, boots and mostly her generosity with her jewelry. I remember her phone calls which comes at specific times of the day. My son Peter, her father's namesake and private secretary: He will report to her daily of any important email that needs her attention. Peter will help write appeal letters when she has a quarrel with her condominium or traffic ticket. When we bought her a car, Peter told her he will buy her a better one. She believed him and never misses an opportunity to brag about him.

Her death hit me like a ton of bricks. Help came from unexpected quarters. That was Cynthia Forbin. Cynthia will sleep at house, call me everyday, cook for my family. She organized multiple activities to distract me and the children. She offered advice and visited my home countless times even in her immuno-compromised state not worried that she may contract Covid 19. We cried together and would join CWO on the same day. We both wanted to be like Mami Aggie and CWO was only a fraction of the many things she engaged herself in. We have seen first hand how difficult it was to walk in her shoes as those are some big shoes to fill.

With her mails diverted to my address, I have a good picture of the charitable Catholic organizations she supported in the United States. That does not include the 3 others that she supported in her hometown of Mamfe; Our Lady of Fatima Grotto Mamfe Parish, Little Angels of Fatima Prayer group. She supported the Catechist house construction and the Okoyong Cemetery which is abandoned and overgrown.

I plead with you people of good conscience, join my family and I to honor Mami Aggies memory and legacy by donating a token to purchase rosaries for he Grotto and anyone who needs the rosary and also to donate to the Catechists construction project. My cashapp and zelle 301-520-4135. Years ago Chief Afeuh who was a leader in Lebialem community had wanted to project the idea of community pooling of money to help each member at a time. When everyone was making references to buying luxurious cars and going on expensive vacations; she said she will like to build a cathedral in Mamfe. Chief Afeuh corrected her that she should say what she wanted for herself and not for the community. She again replied, I will build a cathedral that is what I want for myself. So you see, Mamfe her place of birth holds a special place in her heart.

To the many family members who cooked for us while we camped outside the hospital; we say thank you especially to Immaculate (Mrs Akateh). For all who spent many late nights and sleepless night, we appreciate your sacrifice.


This one year has been a one of reflection. My husband and I wore black and we restricted our selves to wearing her shirt either blue or white. My first time ever to voluntarily shave my head to the scalp following the loss of a love one and to voluntarily restrict myself to a few pieces of clothing. I must say it was very effortless and self-satisfying. I could go on for another year or 2 but nothing will change and she will not come back. I can see her and hear her laughter when I want without closing my eyes. Every time I seat in my living room, the favorite empty recliner remind me of who once occupied it, what she said the last time, phone ringing a certain hour. The clothes, shoes, jewelry, same church, my job and the portraits etc. My husband and I sheds the sac-cloth we have worn for a year. Per tradition this one year memorial, was supposed to be celebrated with a bang. Covid restriction warrants otherwise. Therefore, we plead with you all to drive by our home and pick up deliciously packed home cook meals in order that my husband and I will complete sac cloth shedding and at the same time honor her memory.

Series Continues.........
My dearest Sister in Heaven,
It was this day today, December 8, 2019 that I rushed you by ambulance to Holy Cross Hospital not knowing that we would never have the opportunity to have another meaningful chat let alone continue our conversation. Even though it was a Sunday that year, but to me it is still December 8th and I will never forget that day.
Your life was really a blessing to me and I treasure all your memories.
I missed you dearly, Sister Agie.
Your brother,
Stephen

Series Continues................

My dearest Sister Agie in Heaven!
Today is your birthday and I am praying The Almighty God make this day a much joyful day for you in Heaven.
Dear God, I request you to bless my sister with all the happiness because now she is living with you. Happy Birthday in Heaven, My dear sister.
My dear sister, I pray to God to bless you with a wonderful life in the next birth on your Birthday.
Gone but your memories live on with me.
Your brother,
Stephen.

Series Continues.........

My Dearest Sister Agie,
I just wanted to let you know that even though I have not heard your voice since Sunday, December 8, 2019 (the day I called the ambulance for you) but my heart have conversations with you every day since you answered the call from our creator that fateful morning of Friday, December 13, 2019.
These past 561 days just still seems it was yesterday. No, I am not okay, I miss you. You see, missing you isn’t the problem. It’s knowing you never coming back that’s killing me. Often I just wish you were here so I could tell you how much I need you and how hard every day has been without you.
Your brother,
Stephen

Ma Agie! It is Lent and you would have been doing your "Stations of the Cross" always! Yes, this period prepared you to know that just like Christ our Lord, we all have to suffer and pass through death. However, death has not got the final say, because all who die in Christ will live with forever in heaven! May this faith console us and assure us that you are with Christ! Pray for us!!

Series Continues.......
My dearest Sister Agie,
It has been long I communicated with you. I just want to let you know that
My Mind still talks to you
My Heart still looks for you
My Soul knows you are at peace
Your brother,
Stephen

My December 13th, 2020 Speech:

For me it has been one year of Soul searching, full of questions, doubts. sadness, deep depression, anger, emptiness and pain. In the heat of al these emotions, I found another family. I found sisters and mothers who have been very supportive and have stood with my family from Day 1 and 365 days later they are still with us. As you can see for yourself, these are my CWO mothers and sisters.

Often times, after the loss of a love one, everyone goes back to their normal activities and you the bereaved is expected to bounce back as well. To continue to move on as if nothing has happened. Unfortunately, that is not always the case. Not when one's life is directly and invisibly connected to the one the one who departed. My heart was connected to Mama Aggie's in a special way. She waited until the hour that I could not be at her bedside to die. She died at pace of employment. I am constantly reminded of that every time and everyday I show up for work. Every time a code blue is called in the hospital. Every St. Lucy's Feast day.

As a young bride, we shared the same home; the famous 3834 Tremayne Terrace. We lived together for three and half years. To sum up my relationship with her while we shared the same home; an acquaintance said this to me "Lucia, you don stay with your sister-in-law for all this long sotay you go fine own house, no man nor ever hear kik for outside. No congoosa. You be very good woman oh. My response to the acquaintance was that, it was me who was good rather my sister-in-law was more than good. I cannot even begin to list what she has done for my children and myself. As a matter of fact, I remember a family event where I had worked late and could not make in time to drive to the event with family. She had also left and I chose to get ready al the same hoping that I could get a ride to the location somehow. She was 5 minutes from the event when she thought to call me. Learning that I was stranded at home, she drove 40 minutes back to my house to pick me up.
went for years without buying clothing for my children because she always bought them.

So many things, I am thankful for are because of her intervention:
Blessing my marriage in church; MY children in Religious education for 8 years; Children's baptism thru confirmation, children's participation in church groups. Thank mama especially for these strong Christian foundation that the children acquired.

I cannot remember the countless time, I will rummage through her closet to find appropriate clothing for a function. I will take her hand bags, shoes, sneakers, boots and mostly her generosity with her jewelry. I remember her phone calls which comes at specific times of the day. My son Peter, her father's namesake and private secretary: He will report to her daily of any important email that needs her attention. Peter will help write appeal letters when she has a quarrel with her condominium or traffic ticket. When we bought her a car, Peter told her he will buy her a better one. She believed him and never misses an opportunity to brag about him.

Her death hit me like a ton of bricks. Help came from unexpected quarters. That was Cynthia Forbin. Cynthia will sleep at house, call me everyday, cook for my family. She organized multiple activities to distract me and the children. She offered advice and visited my home countless times even in her immuno-compromised state not worried that she may contract Covid 19. We cried together and would join CWO on the same day. We both wanted to be like Mami Aggie and CWO was only a fraction of the many things she engaged herself in. We have seen first hand how difficult it was to walk in her shoes as those are some big shoes to fill.

With her mails diverted to my address, I have a good picture of the charitable Catholic organizations she supported in the United States. That does not include the 3 others that she supported in her hometown of Mamfe; Our Lady of Fatima Grotto Mamfe Parish, Little Angels of Fatima Prayer group. She supported the Catechist house construction and the Okoyong Cemetery which is abandoned and overgrown.

I plead with you people of good conscience, join my family and I to honor Mami Aggies memory and legacy by donating a token to purchase rosaries for he Grotto and anyone who needs the rosary and also to donate to the Catechists construction project. My cashapp and zelle 301-520-4135. Years ago Chief Afeuh who was a leader in Lebialem community had wanted to project the idea of community pooling of money to help each member at a time. When everyone was making references to buying luxurious cars and going on expensive vacations; she said she will like to build a cathedral in Mamfe. Chief Afeuh corrected her that she should say what she wanted for herself and not for the community. She again replied, I will build a cathedral that is what I want for myself. So you see, Mamfe her place of birth holds a special place in her heart.

To the many family members who cooked for us while we camped outside the hospital; we say thank you especially to Immaculate (Mrs Akateh). For all who spent many late nights and sleepless night, we appreciate your sacrifice.


This one year has been a one of reflection. My husband and I wore black and we restricted our selves to wearing her shirt either blue or white. My first time ever to voluntarily shave my head to the scalp following the loss of a love one and to voluntarily restrict myself to a few pieces of clothing. I must say it was very effortless and self-satisfying. I could go on for another year or 2 but nothing will change and she will not come back. I can see her and hear her laughter when I want without closing my eyes. Every time I seat in my living room, the favorite empty recliner remind me of who once occupied it, what she said the last time, phone ringing a certain hour. The clothes, shoes, jewelry, same church, my job and the portraits etc. My husband and I sheds the sac-cloth we have worn for a year. Per tradition this one year memorial, was supposed to be celebrated with a bang. Covid restriction warrants otherwise. Therefore, we plead with you all to drive by our home and pick up deliciously packed home cook meals in order that my husband and I will complete sac cloth shedding and at the same time honor her memory.

Exactly One Year, Ma Aggie! Life is so Short! Thank you for your example to many of us and may you watch over us from above! Rest...Rest..Rest, Mami!

The Series Continues…..    
  On The Anniversary Of The Date You Flew Away

My dearest sister Agie in Heaven, today is the first anniversary of the date that you flew away; the date you answered the call from The Almighty God. And for some time it felt as if I had lost you but I finally came to the realization that I did Not lose you; I know precisely where you are—with your creator, The Almighty God. And for a time it felt as though you did not leave alone, you took me with you.
Even though I have accepted the fact that you are in a much better and safer place, nothing has been same without you. Though your smile is gone forever and we can no longer touch, and I am full of sadness that you are no longer here, your influence still guides me and I still feel you very near. No three days have altered my life as drastically as Sunday, December 8, 2019 (the day I rushed you to the hospital by Ambulance), Friday, December 13, 2019 (when you flew away) and Saturday, January 11, 2020 (when you were lowered down).
Everyone says that time heals everything, but even after a year I still can’t stop my tears. I still find it excruciatingly difficult to move on without you, especially harboring the thought that we never had the opportunity to continue where we left off on our conversation that faithful Sunday, December 8, 2019.
Until your departure to Heaven, I had always lived with the faulty conception that there was a time limit for grief. But, even after a year I still cannot stop going through your pictures and reminiscing on our good times. I treasure all those memories of growing up literally in your arms. I remember the first time we were JUST THE TWO OF US in a home was when you sent a bus fare for me to join you in Yaounde. And, upon my arrival that Friday evening, you had gathered few friends to wait for me and I was served with my favorite meal. Although you had no personal transportation, you took me around town the very next day in a taxi introducing me to your friends. And at the end of one the best two weeks of my life, you again took me to Yaounde Airport and handed me my first flight ticket of my life for me to fly to Douala. I felt then I had arrived. I made sure I narrated the fabulous time I had with you in Yaounde to everyone I came across, and, of course, the plane ride was the icing on the cake. It did not just end there. You brought me into this great nation, The USA and insisted I further my education. You still did not stop. After I attained the level of education good enough for you, you negotiated for a life partner for me knowing I would not have the audacity to reject your choice of a wife for me. I am sure I said this to you before and I know you already know this, but I will say it again; you could not have found a better wife for me than LUCIA. She is my better half. She is indeed my rock, to say the least. You, and yes, ONLY you, my dearest sister Agie, made me the man I am today. And, without a biological child of your own, I had many at times considered you as my mother because of the priority you gave on every of my needs from infancy to adulthood. The Almighty God knows I have tried my best to make you happy, although He did not give us enough time as I would’ve liked.
Nothing has been the same since your sudden and untimely departure. The hard part, I have come to find out, my dear sister, was not losing you to our Almighty Creator, it was and still is, learning how to live without you. I think of you in silence and always speak your name whenever my house phone rings after 9 PM, EST.
Like any other day, today means what it means because of the meaning I give today. Days will pass and turn into years, but I will still always remember you with silent tears. The day The Almighty privileged me to be your brother, you were imprinted on both my heart and brain and those imprints can never truly go away. So, my dear Sister, though you’ve been unseen and unheard for all this time, I still feel and often notice your presence very near. I know I said this earlier but I will say it again. There is something The Almighty God has given us that is more than family; He’s placed a love for you, my DEAR SISTER AGIE, deep down in my heart. So, you see, your memories in my keeping are not those that will fade over time but those that shall remain part of me and which I shall forever keep. God has you in His keeping; I have you in both my heart and brain.
Rest peacefully in Heaven my dearest Sister Agie.
Your brother,
Stephen.

Hello Aunty " Agge", It's unbelievable that it is a year already

since you left us unceremoniously. It seemed as if it was just a

couple of weeks ago that we laid you to rest, and here we are a year on.

Though you may not be here physically with us, but we still feel your

presence spiritually and emotionally. I hope that you are in a place where

you are enjoying all the comfort that you deserve without any of our

earthly WAHALAS. I wish to remind you that this is an inevitable journey

that we all will and must take when the time comes. I stop here by singing

"God be with till we me again"

Bye, Joe Forbin

Dear Grandma Aunty,

I cannot believe it has been a year since you left. I've comeback from college and you have always been on my mind. Whenever I sleep, whenever I study, whenever I eat; I have never forgotten the impact you have had on my life. I will continue to work and study hard to make you proud, as I know you are always watching me.

Your Nephew,

Peter Forbin

Dear Grandma Aunty,
It has been a year since you passed and so much has happened since. I started my first year in high school. The first quarter has just ended. I got 5 a's and 2 b's. The b's were in Geometry and History, both are my least favorite subjects and the classes are very boring. Online school for me started off easy and then got really hard in a matter of seconds. But I still put all of my effort into school and all of the goals I want to achieve. I've been playing the piano and learning new instruments. I also started to draw more and my parents want me to start drawing logos for them. When you passed it was like a whole in my chest that wouldn't go away. It made me feel sad that you were actually gone. When I first heard the news, I was so stunned and I didn't know how to react. On a happier note, once we go back to school, I wan to try out for the Volleyball team and the Tennis team in the spring. I hope you'll be watching and cheering me on in the land up above.
Nevaeh- Lyonelle Forbin

Dear Grandma Aunty,
It has already been a year since you died. Still hard to believe because of how quickly it happened. There has been so much that has happened since then, where do I start? Firstly, I got my permit and started learning how to drive. Right now my dad say my driving on the road is pretty good and my parking was good too until I took a long break from driving often. Now I take the driving test on December 23 and I'm sure I will get my license because of everything I understand now. Also, if it wasn't for Covid, I would probably have a job now, preferably nearby, so I would have time to do many things. I know that you hate football, but even though they postponed my football season, I have been practicing almost everyday to get good enough to catch the eye of many college coaches, and hopefully get a chance to play college football for free and someday make my dream into a reality by going to the NFL. Online school has been going somewhat well, last quarter I got 5 A's and 1 B, the B was because I did not put that much time into studying and practicing for French class, but I will this quarter. I also feel like I have been growing stronger with God. I have been making an effort to do the divine mercy prayer, that you gave me, every night. At first when you died, all I felt was anger and sadness because of how unexpected it was, but I know you did not like it when I was angry, so I learned to channel those feelings towards acceptance. Everyone has their time and yours just happened to be then. Put in a good word for me with God.
J Forbin

Mami Agie,
I had to light the candles. All for you. May your spiritual path at that higher realm will be well lit on this day of All souls day.

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My dearest Sister,
Today is your birthday and wanted to remind you that your sudden and untimely departure was a bitter wrench, the pain cut to my core, I wept until my tears ran out and then I cried some more.
I think of the things you used to say and all that you would do. At some point, every single day my thoughts will turn to you.
Happy birthday my dearest Sister Agie!!
Your brother,
Stephen

MA AGIE...SURE YOU ARE RESTING WITH THE LORD!I was in the town of Assisi to Visit the Tomb of St Francis of Assisi, Blessed Carlo Acutis, St Claire and St Agnes, sister of St Claire. I prayed for you and with you, trusting that you are in God's hands! Mami Rest, pray for us so we may be spiritually prepared when our time comes to join you! It is well!

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My dearest sister,
Happy early birthday. November 2nd is not far from today and I wanted to be the first to wish you happy birthday. Today is the thirteenth day of a calendar month, the day of the month that always reminds me of that fateful day, Friday, December 13th 2019 at 7:44 Am, that you answered the call from The Almighty God. My dearest loving sister, I am not sure how I have gone through these long ten months (304 days) without hearing your voice.

I have come to realize and believe what they say--those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us everyday Unseen, Unheard but always near, still Loved, still Missed and, indeed, very dear. I just recently realized also that I didn’t lose you--because I know for sure where you are--with The Almighty God. But, if only I could have you back for just a little while, at least just so we can conclude on our conversation and say our goodbyes, It would be another memorable moment.
You gave no one a last farewell, nor ever said good-bye before you left that morning. You were gone before we knew it, and ONLY God knows why. I often lie awake at night when the world is fast asleep, and walk down memory lane, with tears in my eyes, reminiscing about us. I am always thinking of you and even if we communicate every day, it is not the same. I want you to be here with us again.

My dear sister Agie, you see remembering you is easy, I do that several times every day. But there is an ache within my heart that I am sure will NEVER go away--the fact that we never had a chance to continue where we left off on our conversation that fateful day on Sunday, December 8th, 2019 just before I called the ambulance. The fact that you are no longer here will always cause me pain, but you’re forever in my heart until we meet again. I hold you dearly and tightly within my heart and there you will remain until the joyous day arrives that we will meet again.

Sister Agie, your memory remains in my keeping with which I shall NEVER part with.
The Almighty God has you in His keeping and I have you in my Heart.
Rest with The Almighty,
Your brother,
Stephen

Grandma Aunty, its been 7 months since you've passed. Not a day goes by without me thinking about you. Tomorrow I'm off to New York for boot camp in preparation for the academic year at West Point. Please continue to watch down and look after me.

Your Nephew,

Peter Forbin

Dear Grandma Auntie,
    It has been six months today since you have left us. There is a big hole in our hearts. We still cannot control the tears but when we think of all of your jokes we are comforted and happy. We know that you are over there with your maker watching over us. We miss and love you.


The Mboussi Family

From Monica Pereira

I belong to World Apostolate Fatima.
The last time I met Agnes at the entrance of St Jude Church after the mass on the Feast Day of St. Jude. We hugged and wished each other and said good bye. She told me she will call and come to my house to pick up Autumn Magazines. I was waiting. She will be remembered forever. She did work for the Lord & Blessed Mother Mary. She started the First Saturday Devotion at St St Patrick. She asked our group that we should say all 20 Mysteries everyday and fill up the month. Some of us we do it daily. I will never forget Agnes. She visited me whe my knees were replaced, she brought food for me. She helped me many times to go to DC the Basilica the 13th of the month because I don't drive. She never missed that 13th of the month or any of the event even it is late.

She exactly followed Christ what he wants us to do. She worked for children and help her family and other people. Always talking about her family. She loved her Country. Always wore her native clothes.May God rest Agnes in Peace.

Written for Monica Periera

All day I could not get my mind off you. Asking myself endless questions. I sat here wondering what you would have said before leaving to the world beyond. I know for sure you were ready because you told me on Monday morning when you were hurting that "if na die want come ah be ready". I have often pondered if you knew and now have come to the realization that you may have but it did not matter to you one way or the other. I wish I knew!

I still wonder why I was not wiser then. I still wonder why my eyes did not light up then. I still wonder weather I missed a window of opportunity. I still wonder why you? I still wonder and imagine other things you would have said.

I would imagine you say things like: I am in a better place, don't worry about me. I am in place where days and night are the same and my new life is one of ecstasy, with Angels and Saints. Sitting at the feet of Mama Maria whom you dedicated your life to. Mama Mary whose pics, prayer books, and images were in every corner of your home. Mama Maria whom you revered and tried your hardest for the kids to embrace.

I could only imagine a new life of peace for you. Learning to use your new Angel wings to do what you do most when you hear someone is sick. To rush to the location armed with your bible, Rosaries (for you will leave one with the sick person) to pray. How you would make many more visits. I would only imagine that your prayerful heart will take up prayerful Angel duties. I imagine you wanting to use your beautiful voice to sing words of comfort to the suffering. Contemporary choir of St. Patrick (Western Choir), St Cecilia' choir of Resurrection Catholic Church (Cameroon Choir). You will now be able to mix the two to create a great Angelic music.

I did not for a second imagine that you and I will not be together watching and waiting what kind of meteorologist or computer scientist Your Pa will become? I still find copies of printed directions that he left on his desk for your use as you drive arround for events and errands. I did not imagine that you could not wait for them to give you what they promised you. You and I both know.

Who says it gets easier as time goes on? Not for me. Our lives were connected. So much you and I talked about. So much we shared. So many things in my house to remember you all the time. I could also hear you say who would care after you leave this world for good. Now you know!!! We don't need to tell you. Every single day so many times a day. No day goes by without us thinking, talking or mention you. The phone still rings at the time you call the most. Sometimes, I will tell myself "it has to be grandAunty", or "Grandauntie calling" as your brother will scream for the kids to pick up. No voice at the end of it. Deadsilence. I wish you would say something. All your magnets are on my refrigerator. I did not care for magnets that much but I could not part with them. Each time you opened your fridge which is at least 2 times a day, you look at them. Each time I look at that refrigerator in my house, I picture you looking at the pics of my children, Sis Stella's daughter, you and sis Pru in Florida, and Relindis's children which were held in place by your magnets. Magnet of World Apostolate of Fatima, Glory Tours, Memorare prayer, 10 commandment, Prince of peace image, escucha mis plegaria and other images of Mama Maria and/or her son.

Life is going on. No one can stop the wheel. No one can stop the wheel. How it hurts to go on without you.


I have joined CWO. I know you know already. We are in the infancy stage going through the faith formation phase. Sym joined, Janet as well and even Mrs Kumta returned. All because of you. I will leave you so you can go on back to your Angelic duties.

I can’t believe it’s been 100 days since left you us in this world. Rest In Peace Grandma Aunty
Love, your spiritual daughter

These First One Hundred Days
My dearest sister Agie,
It is often said that Time heals wounds that we suffer in this our not so long journey of life on earth. True, but Time cannot erase from our minds the legacy of memories a loved one like you leaves in our minds, especially if those memories are something we cherish and yearn for more. These first One Hundred days of your sudden and untimely departure from this earth have only solidified how much I miss having you around.
As we have grown up through the years, the things we have done created memories that I shall forever cherish, and kept us strong even when we couldn’t be together. You were always there to lend a listening ear and have always shown how much you care. Often times, I think of you more like a mother, since our beloved mother passed in March 1986. So, you see, my dear sister I wouldn’t trade you for another. Where can I find that requited love of yours?
I remember the day you left for a foreign land, to see you again was all yearned for and you succeeded to orchestrate our reunion. That was a dream come true for us. You tried your best to make us happy. Your sudden demise was a pearl of thunder; it struck down the happiness imbued not only in me but also in the world. Darkness was high and low, at least in my house.
I am sure I said this before but I will say it again. When I think of you (which is always) it breaks my heart how I am missing you, and it is in those silent moments when my heart pains. Memories of you my dear sister are all that I am holding on. Many at times I wish I could see your face; to hear your laughter would mean so much to me and how often it happens within my dreams. And each time I am awake I always wish it was real.
You know all through these first On Hundred days, I can indeed fathom the effect of your memories on me. You had such a positive, affectionate influence on me. I was always and still am proud and privileged to be your younger brother. True, if there is a rebirth in life, I would so very humbly beg to the Almighty to make me my adorable and irreplaceable sister’s most beloved brother. What a day that would be to see you again my Dear Sister.
May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace.
Your brother,
Stephen

Aunty Agie! Your First Ash Wednesday with the Saints! Yes, there in heaven, you no longer need the ashes as we do! We pray you are now with the Saints and can only look kindly on us with love. I want to tell you that I have not stopped learning "nweh" which you loved when i tried my ability to speak....you would laugh and say, .."Fada, who di teach you bangwa?" Mami Agie, you were full of humor and a simple soul! May Light eternal shine on you and may you rest in peace!

My dearest Nkem Ma Augie, I was at your house a few weeks ago assisting to pack your belongings and I got a hold of one of your many prayer books called The Key to Heaven.

Shortly before you passed, I had started devoting my life to Christ. Where I had enrolled the kids to the catholic faith formation classes, going to mass religiously and most of all, believing in God Almighty.

You know your passing has not been easy. I have a philosophy to learn and make all my experiences a better one. To always find a positive in every situation that comes my way. God Almighty is helping me to see that you had faith, courage, and you are in heaven. This belief has been my aha moment. I am learning to accept that you are in heaven interceding for us. It’s all making sense as you used to say that you were ready and how you lived a God-fearing life.

Going back to your book, the Key to Heaven. A powerful book, it has prayers that all Catholics must recite, it has the mass, it has novena, and station of the cross. You know today is Ash Wednesday and I’m in the bus riding home to get the kids for us to go to church for our ashes. I could not receive ash at work because I had an unscheduled patient showed up. I left work an hour thirty minutes early just so I can make it to church.Thanks to you, your book, I’m gradually taking baby steps towards my salvation.

The Key to Heaven is soothing and reassuring. Each time I’m disturbed about your absence, I go to the book for comfort. I pray that you shine in heaven forever; and I pray and hope to continue to strengthen in faith. I will for ever Love and miss you, until we meet again. Rest in perfect peace!

It's Ash Wednesday. How you would call me every Tuesday evening before Ash Wednesday to remind me to take the kids to church so they can get their ashes.

No reminder this Year. I am not sure how we have made it this far. Some say we have to move on. We are moving on alright but at what speed. We are still in the shuffling phase. Not sure how long before we get passed this stage. We are fully functional humans with still very very heavy hearts.

I found a note your friend Ms Prereira left with a mass card for you. Will upload that in the days ahead. Stopped at the burial site on Monday 24th and left some flowers. Beautiful orange and soft red artistically fashioned arround the word Mom. You were that and then some. 

First Ash Wednesday without you......

A letter to a dear friend Agnes Forbin
From Reverend sister Agnes Njume.
My beloved sister Aggie.


I want journey began in 1995 in Bojongo,
When you got to know and Agnes your mbombo, whohas consecrated her life to God. You took it upon yourself to become my friend, Sister and benafactor. I was very certain of a backup partner in prayers and whenever we met, we discussed about the church, Mama Maria and my life.

Do I have a right to question God? If I said this is your presence, I can hear your answer outroght "You no get right for question God" I hear you wjth a smile, yet understand me Sister Agi; I lost both parents without a chance to say goodbye to them. I needed a therapist 30 years later to get that hurt out. When you became sick a few days before your union with Mama Maria and her son, I felt I would still meet you. On feast of our Lady of Guadalupe, I told Mother Mary that tou deserved no pains. She should either take yoi by her side. While I miss you, I want to thank handey brought me to the united states for holidays when you were jobless in 2001, you wanted me to be happy always. Yes, you were there with me in spirit on the 29th of December 2019 fir my 40th anniversary. It was a wonderful and blessed day, I know I have you in heaven, yoj always reminded me to love people indiscriminately. Please always intercede for me. You introduced me to your family, and I will remain a member of that family. Your life is summarized in the words of Michael Briese, in his book "Spiritual Common Sense" and I quote

"Go forth into the world and be yourself. Strive to live out a life filled with faith, blessed with much grace, and build upon a foundation of trust in tbe Lord. Be the faithful person our lord calls you to be. Always remeber to see the sacred and holy amid the ordinary, to see the divine right here and to faithfully strive to love the Lord with all your heart, all your mind, and all your soul. Be a true lover in life, be at peace. Then humbly give thanks to God."

This is who I see you have been. Pray for us all. You now have what you yearned for. Pray for your children and grandchildren. You knoe I love you. I will meet you there when the Lord so desires.

To God be the Glory.

Rest, rest sister Agi.               Agness Njume

Dear Grandma Aunty,
There isn't a day that has passed that I don't think about you. That I don't stop and look at your pictures in my house. That I don't pray the way you taught me. Everyday I hope that magically around the corner I could see you, alive and well. Quite a lot has happened since you've been gone. Peter will be graduating from High School soon and I from Middle school. I have registered in some of my high school courses too. I remember you asking my grade and guessing wrong, telling me and I am growing to fast. I am sad that you won't be able to watch me grow up anymore. That you won't be able to see me walk up on the stage and shake the hands of my instructors. I just wish I had one last chance to say goodbye. But you will stay forever in my memory.
Your niece, Nene Forbin

Dear Grandma Aunty,
There is not one day that passes that I don't reminisce about things we used to do together. I remember you came to my house every weekend for me to clean your car, like it was not already clean, for the entire summer. And you always coming to my house for me to attempt to fix your phone that was not even broken. Those were times that I will never forget and I will always think about them. From the day that you passed, I have tried to live my life holier, the way that you wanted me to live it from the beginning. Still can't believe that you are gone though. Your nephew Jr. Forbin

I feel the urge to write today. You know my heart and knows how I feel daily. How it still hurts as if it was Friday Dec 13th. It is suddenly sinking in but the pain does not feel any less. Yes your most desired project to have the rosaries and prayer books and pamphlets shipped to Mamfe has been accomplished. I still have this uneasiness in me as if something is not right. I have prayed about it and will continue to pray for some resolution and a way forward. You and I talked about so many things and you decided to leave me in Limbo without giving me directions or an opportunity to seek closure. I knelt by your grave side as you know and tried my hardest to pin down flowers but soil was hard, cold and frozen. My knees, my hands and my head which has no more hair were frozen too. Atem continues to stay the most silent. I wish I can figure out what he is thinking. Jay goes on as usual but does not say much even when probed. Nene, who speaks the most has taken after her brothers silence. I pray daily for you to intercede on our behalf so these kids will find a path forward. None of them are acting up and we are thankful for that.
Peter goes away to college Mami very soon as you know. You will not be there with us to escort him but I know you are smiling because you can see more than we can. Your Papa is a great kid and you were always so proud and fond of him. Now there is no one to lavish that attention you gave him. No one can do it like you anyway. You had your way with him.
I can go on and on and on ........