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My Dear Husband
Christopher, my dear husband, this is the most difficult assignment: Writing a tribute for you. My heart
️ bleeds at your disappearance.
You never said you were leaving, you never said good bye
. You were gone before my own very eyes.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. You hold a place in my heart no one could ever fill. You were there for me at all times. Life is empty without you.
I wish I could see you one more time so we accomplish our dreams together. How do I cope without you? Who will call me Nimoh Nimoh Nimoh? Even at the point of death you remain that gentle, loving and soft spoken person that you are.
I don’t understand why someone so precious had to die. A man with a pure heart, beautiful in and out. A man who will sacrifice all his has to make others happy. A selfless man!!
What else can I say? I thank God for your life here on earth. I thank God for the time we spent together. You touched so many lives.
I want to assure you that the plans you had for our daughter will be accomplished.
In life I loved you dearly and in death I love you still. Rest In Peace, my dear husband, with our Heavenly Father until we meet to part no more.
Forever Missed, Forever Loved.
Your wife,
Grace Bih Avwontom
A Poem to My Father
I may not remember everything
I may not remember most of the times
Where both of the places where we were unified
But volumes of pictures with you on my side
And how people thought of you holding me tight
And comforting words treating my whole world's sight
Show how much you loved me
That I won't be lonely
When it will be my turn to go to the endless blue skies.
But I do remember a few moments like
You telling me a tale about a small fly
The ending was havoc, the lesson was that the small things can and will affect the bigger things in our lives.
What a melodramatic irony that the teller of the story
Made one small decision for he
too soon had to be buried.
At least,
you now seem to be in peace.
I can't ask about you about your life anymore,
but the wish is still there
even though I was and am quiet to this day.
Wishing I talked more, being able to ask, but my mind didn't allow this single task.
Your loss will hurt for a while
Not only me, but the whole family,
Friends and people you taught them to smile.
You make me smile
Just by listening to others
About you or sorting shared pictures to order.
I may not remember most of our times, but looking at pictures while making a smile, almost crying, cause I loved you for life.
Bih-Suey Mhekare
My All
My brother was such a kind honest, hardworking, and selfless boy. He served the family relentlessly without discrimination. So, writing a tribute is so hard because it still like a dream that you are no more.l keep waiting to receive your call were you will shout "mangyi eeh, how you dey?" but cannot hear you. You were my all. l could sleep quietly in the U.S. knowing you were there. You encouraged me to stay and take care of the children. Was it a trick to go without a word? We discussed family issues at length and ways forward. So what happened now? We did what we could to save your life but God who is the ultimate said it was time for you to come to him. It is said good people don't live long. l have seen it in you.
I pray God to put you at his right hand side where you intercede for us still on earth.
Its a painful pill to swallow. l go to bed with tears and rise up with tears but we accept it and look up to God for everything.
Fair thee well little brother till we meet to part no more.
Mangyie Irene (Irene Avwontom Ndangum)
Gentle Spirit
Dear Christo,
I thought of you today, I thought of you yesterday. No doubt I will think of you tomorrow and every day after tomorrow. It is still hard to believe that I will never ever just pick up the phone to call you, sometimes for a quick conversation that then lasts much much longer. “Ndia”, you would say. How about all those unfinished conversations? The projects? Christo. How did it come to this? Why did it come to this? How can we go from speaking with you, texting with you— to emptiness, pain, and confusion? We wish we could turn back time and do things differently. But you are gone. As everyone says, only God knows why. May God’s will be done
You are gone but thank you for your gentle spirit, your analytical mind, your measured responses, your gentle but genuine laugh, your good heart, your understanding of and consideration for others. You have left a void that can never be filled.
I will forever admire your brilliance, your ability to rise from difficult situations and to continue to rise. You touched so many lives. Rest in peace, Christo. Rest in peace. We will never forget you. You will forever remain in our hearts. May your light continue to shine even though you are gone.
With much love
Ndia Feli (Felicia Avwontom Detchou)
My Great Unifier
"To humans belong the plans of the heart, but from the Lord comes the proper answer of the tongue" - Proverbs 16:1
I wailed on Friday,
I cried on Saturday,
I lamented on Sunday,
I mourned on Monday,
You did not return.
The plans of my human heart were not enough to keep you.
And ever so gently, the Lord has made known His answer to our quest.
I can only imagine how beautiful this place you went to is.
I can only imagine how peaceful it must be.
I can only imagine the beauty of your reunion with Papa and Mama and our Heavenly Father!
I can only imagine how you have already set out in your usual way making plans to receive and unify us when we join you
Christopher King, Christ carrier,
Sleep well, brother, sleep in peace,
Until we meet again.
Ndia Ateh (Prudence Avwontom Kono)
Mon Cher Vieux
Cher Vieux,
Long ago I travelled to Yaounde to wish you a safe journey to Germany as you were about to fly out of Cameroon. During the family meal we had, the two of us stepped out and talked heart to heart. You promised to come back if it did not work. And you did.
So nothing changed.
Truth is there is too much in the little dash between 1970 - 2020 for this tribute to contain. But last December 2019, I travelled to Ground Zero against all the advise you gave me. You and I were in the war zone together for a weekend. It was beautiful.
So nothing has changed.
You are gone. We shall meet.
« On se voit vieux frère »
Ton Libero
Emmanuel N. Avwontom
My Wise Role Model
Angong .... Angong!
Why!!!!
Angong as I write these few words I still cannot come to terms with this new reality . A reality filled with void and emptiness. That emptiness that Your larger than life personality filled with so much ease.
Angong you made me who I am today .
From you, I learned to lead and not a follow.
To have hope and not be hopeless.
To be a human gravitational pull - Someone who had the ability to transform peoples lives.
I remember our conversations - and how you spoke from a place of wisdom.
Wisdom yes wisdom !!
I looked up to you and now I have to look up higher !
I confided in you- now I have to confide even more.
I learned from you and now I have to learn from your whole life.
Yes Wisdom.
A wise person you where/are and will always be in my heart.
Travel safe brother Till we meet again.
A life gone too soon!!
Your younger brother !!
Victor Amah Avwontom
The Voice of Reason
Uncle Angong, where are you? Where are you? My heart is so heavy, my mind is wondering lost. I am speechless I am confused. How could you do this... just disappear just like that? You never said good bye you never said your journey had come to an end. You didn't even give me a chance to understand that something was coming.
Oh I am so lost, I did not see the signs, I am still in denial. I feel so lost, I feel so helpless. I am so defeated. You were that voice of reason, that voice of encouragement. A man whose actions showed it all. A gentle soul a calm spirit a man with the wisdom of King Solomon.
That man who always said "okay no problem". That man one could count on. Someone who would take his last and give it up just to help another, someone who saw all equal. Someone who never asked for much. Someone who appreciated all.
How are we to move on without your physical presence? How can we carry on with each day just like that? How are we going to do this? Right now, memories bring tears. Reminders bring tears. Wondering minds bring tears. Cloudy days bring tears. I am broken, I am confused, I am so lost. I am HURTING. Not sure this pain will ever stop but trusting some day I will be able to manage it.
As time goes on I know memories will bring smiles, reminders comfort, wondering minds joyful memories and laughter. I know the pain will ease and life will go on. I know you will be with us always. We may have lost a brother, father and uncle but we have gained an angel for eternity.
My dear brother, travel safe. Sleep well take comfort. I thank God for the life he gave you. I thank God for his continuous presence in your life throughout your walk, I thank God for letting us be a part of your walk, I thank God for the memories, I thank God for who he is. I pray for safe passage for you. I pray for eternal peace. I pray for strength, I pray for wisdom. I pray God for comfort for those of us left with the memories.
I pray we live a life that will honor the memories of our loved one, Christopher Che Avwontom.
Desdemona Avwontom
A Father to Us
Maître Christopher. CHE AVWONTOM
You have left a void in my heart. What Happened? I spoke to you a day before and you sounded so strong. What happened after that conversation? I am still searching for an answer. I will miss you. your gentleness, generosity, good sense of humor, words of wisdom, and above all being a father to us. I understand we love you, but God loves you better. Big brother, Maître Che, Rest in peace until we meet to path no more. AMEN
Nicolyn Ngum Avwontom