- 42 years old
- Date of birth: Oct 9, 1973
- Date of passing: Jul 4, 2016
|Let the memory of Amaka be with us forever|
This memorial website was created in memory of a wife, a mother, a sister and loved one, Amaka Chiwuike-Uba, born 42 years ago and passed away on July 4, 2016. We will remember her forever.
"My light went out on July 4th when the doctor at St. Leo’s Hospital called me into his office to inform me he could not find life in my wife. My heart raced up and down with many questions at the same time. How can that be possible? Is that how they lose life? Where did the life go into? It is absolutely incomprehensible to accept that. That was why I rejected the suggestion of the Priests who requested me to put her into mortuary after they prayed for more than an hour 30 minutes. I was so sure you are not dead but was only sleeping. How can I accept that when you were still smiling? It was the belief that you are still alive that emboldened me to carry you back home despite the advice from both the doctors and the priest. I do not know you as one who enjoys so much sleep. After all, you were already awake to start your normal daily activities when you woke me up around 5am to complain of inability to breathe well. You went downstairs with me to put-on the generator. I can still hear your voice saying: “Safe, should I apply the inhaler again? Safe, please go put-on the generator to enable me use the nebulizer”. Inhaler and nebulizer failed to do their work! What a world?
Mum, I found it increasingly difficult to write a tribute to you at death. My tribute to you should not be for this purpose. It should be for the occasions of celebration. It was never our plans. We have better plans for our self, the children and the entire family. I am heartbroken, in deep pains and now, experiencing on daily basis, unrestricted and overflowing tears. You always reminded me how we would age gracefully in good health serving God, how we would celebrate our golden jubilee marriage anniversary, how we would be traveling all over the world by the time all our children are fully grown and married. You always reminded me how ‘wicked’ and heartless I am each time I pray to God to take me home any day He knows I will make Heaven. How come you left me when you are most needed to steer our ship to safety. You tricked me!
You came into my life and God’s words in Proverbs 18:22 – “the man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the Lord” and Proverbs 31: 28-29 –“who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies” became manifest and a reality in my life. You are my pillar, my confidant, my best friend, my treasurer, my adviser, my prayer warrior, my mother, my soulmate and my wife. You made me a real lazy man because you pampered and revered me like a King. I have refused to refer you in the past because I believe you are not dead; you are only sleeping and would wake up. Remember the vows we took before God and man, that, “until death do us part”. Unfortunately, with your exit, it has become very clear that the vow has no real connection with reality. No, it does not. Your exit has shown that death only brings a physical departure between couples, it never do them part. Our bond is still inseparable; our love still burns inside and never dies. I know that our love will carry and sustain me even as you sleep on.
Your wrappers were our curtains when we stayed under a room without curtains. Our life reminded me of Dolly Paton’s “coat of many colors my mama made for me” because it was our story also. You stood by me; you prayed me into success and remained faithful to me despite my weaknesses. You are always quick to say, I am sorry even when I am the one to apologize. You are so generous and made our home a ‘Mecca’ for all in need. I can’t stop laughing in my mind when people say they understand how I feel over your departure. How can they understand? Do they know how we started, what we went through, our plans and aspirations for the future? No they don’t and therefore cannot claim to know how I feel. They can’t, it is absolutely impossible to know.
My dear wife, you are not only a wonderful wife and mother but a meticulous housekeeper and homemaker. You are a cheerful, friendly person and made many warm friends. You seldom, if ever, criticize any person. Instead, you preferred to refer to their good qualities. You are the soul of honesty. You would never shade the truth no matter what the consequences. You loved God and the Church and very faithful to your allotted tasks. You are prayer warrior/winner. Mum, your prayers were always you will not build for another to inhabit. You always prayed for long life, fulfillment of your destiny and accomplishment of God’s purpose for your life in your lifetime. I ask you, who do you want to inhabit all you have built now that you’ve continued to sleep on? Have you fulfilled your destiny? Is 42 years a long life? Have you accomplished God’s purpose for you on earth? I need an answer, please. First lady, I ask you again, have you accomplished your work?
Mum, as I close this tribute, be assured that, God helping me, I will continue running the race with even much more vigor and commitment. I will continue to train our children in the way of the Lord, academically and morally. I will endeavor to do only those things you would have supported if you were not sleeping. I will work to always make you happy wherever you are. I request you to, also, in your capacity as a Saint, to continue praying for us. You know I have to start learning the ropes afresh. I am now both a father and a mother. It won’t be easy but I know with God, I can do it all.
Finally, though with great pains, broken heart and overflowing tears, I submit to Divine authority for the passing unto eternal glory of my beloved wife. I know many men have a wonderful wife but no one has ever had a better one than I. She is faithful, efficient, loyal and true. She inspired me in ways I cannot explain. I have lost a worthy helpmate but I have nothing but happy memories of our years of life together. To mum, I cannot end this tribute without the song we love singing together always:
Down at your feet Oh God
Is the most high place
In your presence Lord
I seek your face, I seek your face
I am amazed at your glory, embraced my your mercies
Oh Lord, I live to worship you.
I am confident that we shall meet again on the resurrection morning to part no more.
Sleep on my beloved wife!
Sleep on Mum!!
I love you!!!
Your husband, Safe"
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