A TRIBUTE TO CATHY: THE WATER THAT HAS NO ENEMY.
As I mourn your transition, I remember the wonderful relationship we shared as siblings. I remember the last assignment you did for me- taking my son from Port Harcourt to Calabar before embarking on your journey to Lagos for your radiation treatment in July 2016.
I remember the countless occasions when you had called just to check on my family and me. I remember your battle with cancer and the courage and optimism you displayed even when the odds seemed against you. Cathy, I remember how you had remained supportive of our parents. How you had always volunteered to travel home to take Papa to hospital anytime he got sick. I remember the pet names you gave to all my children and the friendship that had developed between you and my wife. I remember my baby sister who ‘ate’ nothing else but tea. I remember how you quietly became the ‘glue’ that held our family together. Sometimes by doing very simple but unappreciated tasks like speaking out or apologizing for some one.
Cathy for days after your death, I could not stop myself from crying. I could not summon the courage to speak to Papa or Mama. I was in shock. I knew it was coming but it came rather too soon. For days, memories of the bond that held us together as siblings and friends flooded and overwhelmed me. I had thought that I was strong, but I was mistaken. I was also mistaken to think that men don’t cry. But as I cried Cathy, I could imagine you talking to me as always:
Dede’, ‘Ozuola’, ‘Dede it is enough! Enough with the crying!
I could hear you asking me to be strong. I could imagine you telling me “ Adim nma”, I am all right. I could hear you telling me “You all are going to be alright.”
I could hear you asking me to tell Ethel and Chioma that it is okay. I could hear you asking me to console Papa and Mama. Asking me to tell them that you did not give up on life, but that God is sending you on a journey. I could hear you thanking Fr. Emma for always being there to support you spiritually and otherwise.
Cathy, I could sense you thanking all your siblings and their spouses-
Chinyere, Chimaobi, Chizoba, Udochukwu, Chioma, for their love and support in good and bad times. I could hear you thanking your sister in-laws- (Chinyere & Chimuanya) for their tender loving care (TLC) at the most trying period of your ill health.
I could also hear you expressing your gratitude to Umuderim and Oru-Ahiara people for making your short but eventful stay on earth such a memorable one.
Cathy you lived a simple and straightforward life. Cathy I could imagine you saying that you would want the tributes and eulogies for you to be short and truthful. I will do just that!
I want to thank you for being a loving sister. I want to appreciate you for the courage you displayed in the face of lumpectomy, mastectomy, chemotherapy, radiation and the excruciating pain of cancer. Cathy I want to appreciate you for your courageous faith in God even when the odds were against you. I want to appreciate you for teaching us how to love and how to be loved.
Cathy I want you to know that we are very proud of you as a sister.
Cathy, I want to appreciate you for being such a friendly, appreciative and courageous woman who never had malice against anybody. Cathy, you were like the water that had no enemy. You never let your anger against anybody last through the day. You were always the first to say—‘Ndoo,’ ‘I am sorry’, ‘lets move on’.
Cathy, I know it will be hard for us to move on in life without you. But we will all harken to you advice.
I will be strong! We all will be strong! Ethel and Chioma will be strong! Papa & Mama will cry, but they will cry like people that have faith in God. All your cousins, family members, friends and associates wish you a restful journey!
Adieu Cathy!
Go in peace Adanne! Ije nwa nnem, je nke oma!
YA DI BA……
Theodore Iwuagwu (Brother)
California, USA