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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Margaret Odenore, 73 years old, born on February 1, 1943, and passed away on March 10, 2016. We will remember her forever.
Mama Christy, my mother. Just like yesterday, seven years today. It still hurts terribly because I really need my mother now in my mid fifties, I still cry when I remember I can’t talk to u anymore. Keep resting until that resurrection morning when we shall meet again. Your grandchildren miss u dearly. We love u Eka Eno.
This 3rd year of your being with the lord, alot has happened and i wish my siblings would have thought better by letting another woman take over ALL U ever worked for. But i miss u, and u met Nick and another u have coming. Rest on until that beautiful morning. Emem
Mama Christy, Ekammi (my mother), two years gone by just like yesterday. I miss you so much even as the days go by. I would have done anything to bring you back because in this phase of my life, I need you. But I lef am for God. Continue to rest in the Bosom of our Lord.
Mother of integrity I miss you always and even in this 2year memorial. I know you rejoicing in heaven with Nicholas Ayemere Anietie my beloved brother. We will meet at the streets of gold to part no more, where there will be no more pain.
Mama Christy(as you were fondly called), can't believe its a year already since you passed on to greater glory! If tears could bring you back, mine alone would have been more than enough to bring you back but God knows best. I can't help but weep each time I remember I am now motherless. Mama, there are a lot of unanswered questions in my heart that you alone could give answers to but " l lef am for God" believing that someday I shall be vindicated. sleep on mama Christy until we meet to part no more.
My sweet mother it's a year already since you left to join my brother in heaven, your grandson Nic got so mad at you the last time you both spoke on phone; he wondered why grandma never responded when he was talking to her. All he could hear were those warm breaths on the other side
Mama Christy, my mother. Just like yesterday, seven years today. It still hurts terribly because I really need my mother now in my mid fifties, I still cry when I remember I can’t talk to u anymore. Keep resting until that resurrection morning when we shall meet again. Your grandchildren miss u dearly. We love u Eka Eno.
This 3rd year of your being with the lord, alot has happened and i wish my siblings would have thought better by letting another woman take over ALL U ever worked for. But i miss u, and u met Nick and another u have coming. Rest on until that beautiful morning. Emem