ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Mami Deborah Mbah, 72 years old, born on April 20, 1949, and passed away on July 17, 2021. We will remember her forever.
Posted by HENRY FON on October 14, 2021
Mama as you were fondly called, it’s with a heavy heart, however with some courage that I am able to write about you in past tense. What a difficult task for me to memorialize my hero in an attempt to paint a legacy of kindness, compassion, and generosity she leaves behind amid grief and emotion? Am I dreaming or is it true that she is gone for ever?
Memories of your regular phone calls and voice messages left on my phone, especially to give me news from home or about important family issues, have now become a kind of audio illusions to me.
I remember how Mama will call and say Papa (referring to me), this or that has happened to A or B in the family, at same time asking me what we can do.
My elder sister was a rock of stability and a source of strength for our whole family. Her love and kindness were infused in everything she did, whether she was supporting the unprivileged ones in the family or paying school fees for juniors/cousins or reconciling the family after a conflict. In so doing she created a solid foundation for our family, especially when it comes to love and solidarity.
Mama’s passing on to glory marks exactly one month after I visited her in Huston Texas. On arrival she heard my voice; I was still at the door, she woke up from her sick bed and gave me a hug. I looked at her and tears flew from my eyes because she looked completely changed compared to our last meeting, six months ago in December 2020 in Maryland. She encouraged me not to cry and told me she has already been healed and stated that it was just the side effects of medication compounded with loss of appetite that made her to lose weight considerably.
I quickly searched online to find out what could give her energy and located a shop that sells a couple of fruit juice. When returned with the fruit juice, Cilivian almost discourage me when she said she has already tried different varieties, but Mama tasted them and told me she liked it, and I was immensely happy and encouraged her to drink as many as she can. It has now dawn on me that she didn’t want to hurt my feelings.
Mama neither did I know that hug was the last one, nor did I know that was our last conversation in this world. Before leaving Huston my elder sister was so courageous in such a way that most of my fears disappeared. I am so sad that just one month later she forgot her promises to me. Indeed, you held your head high until the end.
Dearest big sister I will miss you, and I can’t imagine what life in the family is going to be like without you. While it’s tragic to think about Mama leaving us too soon, I am only comforted by the fact that she left behind a legacy of kindness, compassion, and generosity.
I love you Mama and I’ll always hold onto the amazing memories we shared together.
Adieu
                                          HENRY FON (younger brother, USA)

Leave a Tribute

 
Recent Tributes
Posted by HENRY FON on October 14, 2021
Mama as you were fondly called, it’s with a heavy heart, however with some courage that I am able to write about you in past tense. What a difficult task for me to memorialize my hero in an attempt to paint a legacy of kindness, compassion, and generosity she leaves behind amid grief and emotion? Am I dreaming or is it true that she is gone for ever?
Memories of your regular phone calls and voice messages left on my phone, especially to give me news from home or about important family issues, have now become a kind of audio illusions to me.
I remember how Mama will call and say Papa (referring to me), this or that has happened to A or B in the family, at same time asking me what we can do.
My elder sister was a rock of stability and a source of strength for our whole family. Her love and kindness were infused in everything she did, whether she was supporting the unprivileged ones in the family or paying school fees for juniors/cousins or reconciling the family after a conflict. In so doing she created a solid foundation for our family, especially when it comes to love and solidarity.
Mama’s passing on to glory marks exactly one month after I visited her in Huston Texas. On arrival she heard my voice; I was still at the door, she woke up from her sick bed and gave me a hug. I looked at her and tears flew from my eyes because she looked completely changed compared to our last meeting, six months ago in December 2020 in Maryland. She encouraged me not to cry and told me she has already been healed and stated that it was just the side effects of medication compounded with loss of appetite that made her to lose weight considerably.
I quickly searched online to find out what could give her energy and located a shop that sells a couple of fruit juice. When returned with the fruit juice, Cilivian almost discourage me when she said she has already tried different varieties, but Mama tasted them and told me she liked it, and I was immensely happy and encouraged her to drink as many as she can. It has now dawn on me that she didn’t want to hurt my feelings.
Mama neither did I know that hug was the last one, nor did I know that was our last conversation in this world. Before leaving Huston my elder sister was so courageous in such a way that most of my fears disappeared. I am so sad that just one month later she forgot her promises to me. Indeed, you held your head high until the end.
Dearest big sister I will miss you, and I can’t imagine what life in the family is going to be like without you. While it’s tragic to think about Mama leaving us too soon, I am only comforted by the fact that she left behind a legacy of kindness, compassion, and generosity.
I love you Mama and I’ll always hold onto the amazing memories we shared together.
Adieu
                                          HENRY FON (younger brother, USA)
her Life

BIOGRAPHY OF MAMI DEBORAH ASOH MBAH

Mrs. Deborah Asob Mbah a.k.a Mami Ebat was born in Bessi-Awum village Batibo on the 20th of April 1949 to Pa Tellop Fon and Ma Anim Fon both of blessed memory. She was the only female of three of this union. Her parents were farmers doing petite trading in the village where she grew up. Her parents did not believe in educating a girl child, so mami never attended school. She stayed at home and helped her mother while being groomed for marriage. 

In 1965, at the age of 16, mom met and married our father Mr. Lucas Mbah who was a policeman and of blessed memory, and together, they had 6 children of which the first is also of blessed memory. Mom is survived by five children namely Robinson Mbah, Alfred Mbah, Charlie Mbah, Delphine Mbah and Cilivian Mbah and 11 grandchildren all of which she helped raise.

As a housewife to a policeman, mom was privileged to have lived in many towns in Cameroon; Tombel, Limbe, Moyoka, Kumba and Bamenda. Mom was very dynamic and did everything with passion and enthusiasm. She abhorred and consequently made tremendous sacrifices towards the success and realization of any project she was even remotely involved in. Mom wasn't just a housewife, She was a tailor, a business woman, and she was mami pepper soup to many. She learned early in life that education was the key to life. She promised herself that her children, nieces and nephews, and her grandchildren would go to school since she was not privileged to do so. She would always get her grandchildren ready for school and get on them if they did not show proof of completing their homework.

Mom was a fun-loving mother to all, she believed in family and treated everyone with respect. Even on her sick bed she reached out to assist and counsel whoever sought her help. She was very compassionate, generous and used God to justify all her kind deeds.

Mom's Christian life started as a young girl from PCC Aziri Bamenda where she was dedicated in to the CWF movement,  to PCC Tombel town where she eventually grew up as one of the cornerstones of Presbyterian church Tombel town. Mom was selfless and was loved by all her sisters in the CWF. Mom was one of the pillars of CWF Mbungei-village and was still paying all her contributions to this group while in the U.S.A. She took church activities and group meetings very seriously. In Maryland, mom worshiped at Grace Presbyterian Church Landham. Mom made many friends and gave birth to so many other children indirectly here in the U.S.A. Friends like Ma Manyi Pay of Grace Presbyterian Church Maryland, Mami Njoya of PCC Mbungie and all her sisters from PCC-Houston.  

Mom traveled to the U.S. in early (2002) where she lived with her first daughter Delphine and took care of her grandchildren. From Maryland, she moved to Florida where she lived with Dr. Alfred Mbah, later to Houston with Charlie, and then to her youngest daughter Cilivian all for the love of helping to care for her grandkids. (Mami has made several trips to and from Cameroon giving her the title of mami America). Unfortunately, death did not let her continue to spread the love she had with us and especially with her last grandchild Anaya-Ruth whom she was raising until death broke our hearts.

From birth, Mom has been a very active, strong, and healthy person with no major health problems. She was also current with her health checks and the only thing she complained of was a toothache in 2018. Out of the blue, in June of 2020, Mom was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer that had already metastasized to the brain. This came as a shock to us all. 

Nevertheless, it did not deter her as with aching hands and feet, she struggled to carry on with a positive spirit, always smiling and replied with a smile "...I dey fine". 

Despite the doctor’s report, Mom had a very strong spirit of endurance and determination. Being the fighter she was, she gathered the vestiges of her spirit and courage and set to fight this "monster of an illness". She sought help from everywhere, ingested concoctions, ate things she normally would not, and took all her medications as prescribed all to beat this monster that took her from us. Her family, friends, CWF sisters, and the entire PCC church rallied behind her while giving her the necessary support and love. 

Mom's inner strength and courage to battle this disease stemmed from her faith in God. She Loved God, believed in God, and above all, trusted God for a miracle. Her faith and hope were in the Lord for she was relying on His report and not on that of the doctors. She knew the gravity of her illness, but little did her faith falter for she professed severally "Na God di cure all sick." Mom fought a good fight and won the race to the finish line. This is why we are here today, to pay our last respects to this great mother who touched many lives in different ways. 

She leaves behind a grieving village, 5 children, 11 grandchildren, in-laws, brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, uncles, friends, and a huge adopted family to mourn her. She was at the very heart of family and the void left by her passing would never be filled. 

Rest in peace dear Mother until we meet again to part no more
Recent stories