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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, MAMA ESTHER ONUH, 77 years old, born in 1945, and passed away on May 15, 2022. We will remember her forever.
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)
May 16, 2023
May 16, 2023
Its exactly a year today since you passed on mama. i will always miss you. love you but God loves you more.
June 1, 2022
June 1, 2022
Dear Betty, accept my condolences on the passing away of your dear mother. I remember you used to talk glowingly about her, just a couple of years ago.

Indeed, no one can fill the vacuum of a dear mother. May her soul Rest In Peace.

May your cherished memories of her continue to be a blessing to you, your siblings and the larger family she left behind. Amen.
May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022
My Mama, My Rock, What Do I Do Now?

If there're lessons I ever learnt and imbibed about principles, truth, compassion, decency, the fear of God, love of one's neighbour and hardwork, it was from my Mama, Mrs. Esther Omoche Onuh.

My prayer warrior, my spiritual pillar, my beloved enterprising Mama who loved us all seven kids unconditionally, my own Mama!

On May 15, 2022 in Lagos my Pillar slipped gently into eternity, so fast and so unexpected, singing her surrender to her Lion of Juda! It is still so surreal.

My mother, my sacrificial mother, the shed of many, my soft spoken gentle giant...

How do I find my way in the world now?
Where can anyone get a replacement for my gem of a mother, my own Mama who rocked, nurtured, prayed for and blessed me relentlessly? My Mama!
Dear Lord, help me!
 
May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022
Dear mum with a heart of gold, very industrious during your life time. So kind to strangers and people around.

Your good heart is what my Dad (Pastor Okeson) possesses. He kept checking up on me despite the distance. He always check to be sure I'm doing well spiritually. He also cares about my well being.

Mama, you've build a good man in him. And we all will miss you dearly ma. But rest on till we meet to part no more.

Adieu Mama
May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022
Hmmm, mama Okenyi you left like a candle in the wind. The vacuum you left can only be filled by God Himself.
Your grandchildren and I will miss you. I believe you are resting in the bosom of God.

Adieu Mama until we meet again. We love you but God knows best
May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022
Mama, my heart still bleeds. I can't still accept it that you're no more. Your exit has left a vacuum in my life. With all the dreams I had for you, with all the assurance I gave you about the future, you're no more. My life will cease to be the same.
Thank you for all you've done for me and all my siblings. Thanks for all you did for my friends.
Holding your hands and watching you breathe your last on the hospital bed is one memory that will never elude me.
Mama, we love you but God sees it best for you to come Home and rest now. REST ON Onmije, Ugbo of Agboriko.
-Okeson

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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)
May 16, 2023
May 16, 2023
Its exactly a year today since you passed on mama. i will always miss you. love you but God loves you more.
June 1, 2022
June 1, 2022
Dear Betty, accept my condolences on the passing away of your dear mother. I remember you used to talk glowingly about her, just a couple of years ago.

Indeed, no one can fill the vacuum of a dear mother. May her soul Rest In Peace.

May your cherished memories of her continue to be a blessing to you, your siblings and the larger family she left behind. Amen.
Recent stories

MY MOTHER (A song for Late Madam Esther Omoche Onuh)

May 24, 2023
How do I perform the superwoman’s stunts
Amidst this howling, deafening silence
This echoing, desolate, sullen desert
In a place where it was all rain-fresh,
All laughter, all deafening tete-a-tete?
Look! That was my Mother that moved!
The one who conceived, bore, named, carried me
On her enterprising back from Ukwo to Aho to Eke to Oba
The one who broke through the heated Biafran fronts
Supplying goods to a war-torn region, but who wasn’t all about gains.
That was my dear Mother! Mother of Multitudes!
Virtuous wife, caring Mother, principle exemplified,
Who raised us all seven through changing weathers unchanged
Ah! Let me lie in ashes, let me howl at this murderous silence!
In case you didn’t know, we, oh, the Universe lost a Diamond!
Do not dictate my tears’ volumes, never do,
What do you know about Mama slipping through my shaky hands
Singing a song to her Maker, the Lion of Judah
Slipping into silence, oh, incredible invisibility
On that teary May 15 which still feels raw like it’s this morning!
My mother, my push, my spiritual base
Hey! Do not dictate my tears’ volumes
For that was my dear mother, that was Enem
The soul with whom I shared almost half a century’s journey
That’s my one and only mother, and I can’t find another!
It is written, I am daily admonished
All flesh must tow this exit path
I accede to these divine, indivisible codes
I tearfully do, I so tremble and bow
But dear, do not invalidate these tears.
For my dear, that was my dear Mama!
The one who conceived, bore, named me Iganya
Carried me on her enterprising hands through dark nights, rainy days!
And I here, her daughter, her Ada, I am wailing at the loud silence
I am rolling in ashes for I am flesh and blood, hey! I am no super hero!
--Betty Abah
December 2022/April 1, 2023
Lagos

My Mother's Wrapper

May 23, 2023
May 15 was the first anniversary of my mum's passing. We had an event in Lagos (where she visited often and also passed) and another in Otukpo, Benue (her base for almost 60 years of her life) to honour her legacies especially of philanthropy, character and integrity. I wore her favourite 'back of fish' or melon seed wrapper to the Lagos event. It was her 'go-to-dress' at her happiest moods. And, I am too sure I would have made Mama truly happy, albeit chuckling seeing me wearing that. My Mama who 'lamented' for years over why I opted to always wear 'chumpe-chumpe' (casual) wears in place of wrappers and bogus gowns portraying authentic womanhood, who knows, perhaps complete with matching head gears. 
Except for a few 'gown occasions' Mama wore the traditional 'double-decker' wrapper most of her life in tune with her times and environment. And, among her lasting legacies was her decision to gift wrappers to women especially widows, needy and sometimes bereaved women from time to time. She encouraged me to do same in the last couple of years preceding her passing. Thus as part of the memorial event, we gave out more than 100 wrappers (six yards per wrapper) to women at her Otukpo house where the event held. We also gave out small business grants to 50 women among them her relatives from her ancestral Orokam village at an occasion ably anchored by our inlaw and major supporter, Brother Agbo Enenche (aka Elder).
Like the Otukpo event, that of Lagos also had about a 100 persons in attendance. For a Monday in the ever hectic Lagos, that was incredible thoughtfulness. It was a beautiful evening of reflections on Mama's remarkable life by relatives and a few friends who met Mama during her Lagos visits. At the meeting were my Lagos-based siblings and other relatives including my paternal uncle and family anchor, the charismatic Assistant Commissioner of Police, Paul Ahmed (rtd) aka Okpani (Boss) with his wife, Mummy Folu Ahmed, CEE-HOPE's board members, Lekan Otufodunrin and Richard Mammah, several members of Journalists for Christ (JFC), several chiefs, women leaders and other persons from our Lagos communities (Makoko, Monkey Village, Ifelodun etc), friends and colleagues of my siblings and many others. We deeply appreciate the transcendental show of love to my family in the last one year. Thank so much, everyone.
We hope to continue my mum's legacy of support for the vulnerable amongst us and to promote her ideals of integrity and industry via the newly formed Omoche Foundation (launched at her Service of Songs in Lagos July 2022). A senior, respected journalist sent me money to purchase several wrappers for the Otukpo leg of the event, but 'warns' he must remain anonymous. God bless you, dear sir. The owner of a Lagos-based radio station volunteered to air episodes of my poetry tribute to Mama for free. It could have cost us 100k or more.
Thanks again to everyone for being so nice.  
The Memory of the Just is indeed blessed.

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