Mamie thought of you with love today about the trip you made to bamenda but that is nothing new.I thought of you yesterday and days before that too.
          I think  of you in silence as I often speak your name.
         All I have are memories and your picture in a frame
          Your memory is my keepsake with which I'll never part.
          God has you in His keeping.  Sleep well Mamie
         
 

Happy Birthday Mamie.  May your blessed soul rest in peace.  You left us too soon, today you would have been 73 years old. Oh death.. Oh death why did you call for my mother to soon.. As I wake up every morning, I see your face, your picture is on my bed side.. I pray for your soul to be at peace every morning... I miss you so much as I grow older... I love you ... Happy Birthday Mamie...

Love Iyakaka

Many years ago, God sent an angel to earth.  I was very lucky he chose her to give birth.  And if I could go to Heaven just for today I'd be there to celebrate with you this birthday.

I'm packing my wishes along with my love, putting them on the wings of a white dove.  I'Ii send this beautiful dove to heaven above on the most beautiful WINGS of a butterfly.  I'II write HAPPY BIRTHDAY then I will watch it fly.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!! 

Life is but a stopping place...
A pause in what's to be...
A resting place along the road, to sweet eternity...
We all have different journeys, different paths along the way...
We all were meant to learn some things but never meant to stay...
Our destination is a place far greater than we know..
For some the Journey's quicker, for some the journey's slow..
And when the journey finally ends, we will claim a great reward, and find peace..
And everlasting together with the Lord...  
Till we meet again my Beautiful and sweet Mother... 

Oh my dear mother, no farewell words were spoken, no time to say good bye.  You were gone before I knew it and only God knows why.. My heart will forever aches in sadness and secret tears will forever flow, no one will forever know what it meant to lose you..I am sure you were proud how your burial ceremony turned out, you were buried like the Queen you were..If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

In my heart you hold a place that no one could ever fill.  We will not stand at your grave and weep cause you are not there and you do not sleep..you're in thousand winds that blow, you're the gentle showers of rain, you're the fields of ripening grain, you're in the graceful rush and the morning hush..you're in the birds that sing and each lovely thing.  We will not stand at your grave and cry cause you're not there.

We will not grieve for you cause you are now free.  You're following the path God laid for you.  You took his hand when you heard Him call. You turned your back and left it all.  Your life's been full, you savored much good times, a loved ones touch.  God wanted you he set you free.. Happy Birthday.. May your soul rest in peace...

There's a magic in a Mother's Touch,

   And sunshine in her smile.

There's love in everything she does

To make our lives worthwhile.

We can find both hope and courage

Just by looking in her eyes.

Her laughter is a source of joy,

Her works are warm and wise.

There is a kindness and compassion

To be found in her embrace,

And we see the light of heaven

Shining from our mother's face.

-From your Loving Children

    Christine Mukete

    Flora Nwalupue

    Jemba Elango

     Mary Elango

     Isaac Elango

     Comfort Elango

                                      Acknowledgement

The family of Dora Njie-Elango wishes to express our sincere thanks for the

unprecedented amount of love during our time of bereavement.

             - The Elango Family

Losing anyone it's nerver easy.  Losing a mother is worst.  You tend to lose her smile that was her signature, she had the most beautiful smile, her smile was so cheesy.  Losing those chances to have a woman to woman talk.. Losing a shoulder to cry on..Losing seeing her in that everlasting bright red lipstick....Losing that motherly advise on life crisis...Losing the chance to explain your own twisted path..Losing the chance to tell her about her grandchildren...  Losing the chance to tell her about how horrible men are....Losing the chance to smell her sweet fragrance..Losing that hug that crushed your ribs...Losing the chance to say goodbye..

My mother seems so far away from me.  When I am weary from the burden I've borne, and the path is unclear and I feel so forlorn, I remember her loving support was always there, and her advice made the path ahead seem clear.

When I feel ther is no one who seems care, or when the heartache seems too hard to bear, I remember how she always stood by my side..

When I reminisce about the things she used to say, and I miss her and think she is so far away, I remember what she gave lives on through me, and one day I'II see her on the shore across the sea...