I wake up each morning to start a new day but the pain of losing you never goes away. I go about the things i have to do and as the hours pass i think again of you.You were the most truly wonderful mum,a treasure that can never be replaced,you nutured me with your tender love and supported me in everyway.I want to call you and Just hear your voice then i remember that i have no choice for you're not there and my heart cries just to see you again to tell you goodbye. To say mum i love you and i always will and hope that much of you in me you've instilled. You're one in a million,i will never forget the precious times we shared together. Mum,our special bond was priceless you were my dearest friend,i never doubted your compassion right until the very end. Your love meant the world to me,i miss your warmth,so gentle, peaceful and kind heart.

The day you left i just didn't know that you were going where i couldn't go.

And now,all my memories of you are so dear, but gosh, how i miss you and wish you were here. Who now can hear me when i need to cry? Who will call me "Ulunwa" ,"My strength"? who will call me all those sweet names and encourage me ? it's so hard to tell you "Mum Goodbye". Some day i know all will be well And I'll see you again with stories to tell of how you were missed and how we have grown and how good it is to finally be home. You will live on forever in my heart and in my mind.

Until then memories of you I'll keep near and I'll pass them on to those who are dear.



Your Ulunwa

I could not find a way to write this admission, it’s too difficult to let you go Mummy, the words are too much and not enough to describe how much you meant to me and the pain , oh God, the pain is excruciating but I cannot question God Almighty who knows everything. I have to accept this.



Mummy, you made waves all over the country, always coming first in everything, you never let them beat you, I have tried to replicate your legacy, I’m still nowhere close. You were just INTELLIGENT. How can I forget all the sacrifices you made for me and my Sisters, you were too selfless, I remember the conversations about the future, the laughter, the secrets we shared, the worries and the plans you had for us, your children…Then the hymns we sang together, you were the best singer I ever knew, The heavens opened to your praises to God, we make good melodies together, You taught me how to be a true Christian and you were always expressive with your emotions and you taught me to do same.



My guardian Angel, who will call me “my boy” again? , you were my pillar of support, my cheerleader, you ensured I got the best of  Education, a platform to stand tall as a man and shoulder my responsibilities, in short, you gave me everything. I still carry on the pain & guilt that I did not spend time with you in your last days , you didn’t want me to go through the psychological trauma of knowing your condition, we were on it together physically, spiritually, emotionally before life activities took me away. Your daughters, my sisters have told me all about it countless number of times, I have seen the pictures and indeed the pain was too much for you. Oh! I wish I had the power to give you a brand-new body, how I wish……



I still remember the late nights, the struggles for your health, the hospital runs, I never got tired of them because seeing you alive was the greatest Joy in my life. Now my Joy is gone, how do I pick up myself from this grief, o mother…..the memories of your tears at home before we headed to the Airport and also at NAIA hunts me severely… if only I understood the message…



Mummy, I do not know how I will ever get over this but I will take comfort in the fact that you are in a better place where there is no pain, worries and pressures of this world. My Children, your grandchildren will get to know you and in details, I promise.



I really miss you so much Mummy’m and will do forever; I will continue to cherish the beautiful memories we shared; I will never be able to wear your shoes but I will ensure I carry on the exceptional legacies you’ve left behind. I Promise!



Sleep well my Heroine, until we meet to part no more.



                                               Your boy and only Son

                                                         Mobim

It has taken me 3 months and 3 weeks to muster the courage to pen down my last

words to you Prof.

I remember vividly that terrific Sunday morning 29 th November when you asked that I

take you to the hospital as you weren’t getting better from what seemed like malaria

and common cold. It was about 7am, we all woke up. I just brushed my teeth and we

drove to Garki Hospital Emergency. That seemingly simple hospital drive which had

become like a routine since your health dwindled translated to the most horrific 10

days of my existence.

Mum, I watched you struggle in pain, yet praising and worshipping believing that God

would do what only him can do; but He had other plans.

The sleepless nights, the traumas, the unending banter with the doctors and nurses

who we felt were taking things lightly are nothing compared to the pain I feel as a

result of your passing. I could give whatever in the world it takes to have you here

with me.

My life was meaningful because i had you because since your passing, I struggle to

find the essence. You gave me life mum. I remember the story you told me of my

birth; I also remember when in 2014 I had a very bad surgery, how you literally

abandoned your job and worked from my hospital bed. Do I recount your countless

sacrifices to see that we went to good schools.

Mum you bled for us yet despite all the challenges of an unstable and turbulent

marriage, you excelled exceedingly in your career, managed your home, raised us to

near perfection, maintained your godly virtues, and even got to the peak of your

academics. I look at you in awe of the strength you exumed even up till your last

moments. That is why each time you blessed me and said you believed in me I didn’t

understand how I can ever be like you. You excelled at every point in life-graduated

with a first class, was the best in NYSC camp, finished your masters with distinction

and even at your work place; you came tops at your nationwide promotional exams.

Nothing they say ever really prepares us for the death of our loved ones. NOTHING!

Despite seeing how things went bad, I was never prepared for your death because

we had plans mummy. I had plans for you.

My memory still have vivid pictures of how you spent those long, painful 10 days in

the hospital, yet amazingly you were still mindful of me, you never stopped worrying

about how I was faring. You didn’t want me to leave your sight as you were always

frantic anytime I wasn’t there beside you. I recall that Wednesday December 9 night.

I had barely left the hospital at midnight to catch some sleep and return in the

morning when Chioma junior called to say you were not responding. My world

literally paused. How we managed to get to the hospital in the thick of the night, only

science can explain the adrenaline rush.

We got there and met my worst fears.

To the world you were one person, but to me you were the world. You didn’t have

much, but we always felt like we had everything. You didn’t leave millions in your



bank account, but you left a legacy worth much more. You impacted lives

everywhere you went, doing good, being an undeniably kind hearted woman; friend,

sister, boss, colleague and mentor even unto death.

You taught me love, forgiveness, patience and endurance. You taught me how to

pray and led by example. You praised me whenever I did good (Ada m ji eme onu,

my lion!, Ada ukwu!) and pointed out my mistakes with that gentle voice. I think

about you every day even whenever your favorite songs come up during worship.

I was devastated when you feel ill. In a matter of days, the smile on your face

disappeared and was replaced by gloom. I couldn’t leave your side for one second.

I will never forget that fateful Thursday morning. The cruel hand of death had

snatched you away from us. We miss you every day. I thank God for you and cherish

the memories we made. I love you.

Mum, you were the truest, dearest, more than a mother to me. I called you a friend,

sister, teacher.

The love and patience you possessed. You touched my heart in so many ways, your

strength and smile even on dark days made me realize I had an angel beside me.

You heard God’s whisper, calling you home, you did not want to leave. I saw how

you fought with your illness. you loved us sooo much that you held on tight, until all

your strength was gone, and you could no longer hold on. Finally you gave your

hand to God and slipped away quietly after giving instructions on how you want to be

buried. You made it easy for us to plan your final honor.

I will forever love and adore you mom for everything you taught us in life. Your death

took away joy from our lives but we will hold on to the beautiful memories of times

spent with you.



Adieu Daa m Akudo



You live on! I promise!



Your Adaoma