May 24, 2023
May 24, 2023
My dearest, Sweetest, Irreplaceable Mother! It's a year that we haven't talked, haven't gisted, haven't planned, haven't laughed and I am wondering still how to cope with your loud and painful absence. I am trying still to wake out of this very bad dream. Ah, ah, ah!!!
I am wondering when the pains would go away.
I think about you every minute, I talk about you almost every other hour to everyone, anyone, any time, everywhere!
There is no getting over the grief, my dear mum! Ah, how, why, when?
Maybe by trying to live out your legacies of kindness, love for everyone, philanthropy and honesty, just maybe, I will survive, will learn to smile again.
Maybe I may one day understand why on earth the words 'mother' and 'death' would ever have to coexist in one sentence!
I love you, Mum. I miss you so, so much. I agonize why you ever have to go just when you are beginning to reap the fruits of your hard labour. I am inconsolable still, my dear mother. I am praying to God for strength, Mama.
Pls, pray for me, dear mother of Multitudes, pray for all your children, and continue interceding and fighting for us. We feel your presence, we hear your instructions, your guidance, we love, we will continue to honour your sweet legacies, my dearest Mama, my one and Only Mama!
-- Betty Abah (Daughter)
I am wondering when the pains would go away.
I think about you every minute, I talk about you almost every other hour to everyone, anyone, any time, everywhere!
There is no getting over the grief, my dear mum! Ah, how, why, when?
Maybe by trying to live out your legacies of kindness, love for everyone, philanthropy and honesty, just maybe, I will survive, will learn to smile again.
Maybe I may one day understand why on earth the words 'mother' and 'death' would ever have to coexist in one sentence!
I love you, Mum. I miss you so, so much. I agonize why you ever have to go just when you are beginning to reap the fruits of your hard labour. I am inconsolable still, my dear mother. I am praying to God for strength, Mama.
Pls, pray for me, dear mother of Multitudes, pray for all your children, and continue interceding and fighting for us. We feel your presence, we hear your instructions, your guidance, we love, we will continue to honour your sweet legacies, my dearest Mama, my one and Only Mama!
-- Betty Abah (Daughter)