Mami, words alone cannot describe how I feel.
Mami, I can still hear you call me 'Tricia'.
Mami, I can still hear you say 'how is Tobie?' ‘how is my daughter Agatha?, Pa Tobie e woman’
Reme Mary, it is tough and unbearable to admit the news of your passing.
Reme Mary, Mami, who is there to say 'let it go'? Who is there to say 'leave that pikin alone'?
Mami, our entire family is shaken. Mami, there is no one in this world like you.
Mami, you taught us to love everybody.
Reme Mary, I vividly remember the day you were going to visit Ernest and asked if I would come with you. I did not know at that time that he will become my husband. Mami, he is now my husband and we have four kids. Grandma Mary, I remember the last song you sang in my house, in Atlanta... "Send me, send me, send me, Oh Lord, send me to do your will. The lord is asking that whom shall I send and who is prepared to do my will".
Mami, thank you for teaching me, advising me, and guiding me as I pondered my choices in the US as an international student. Thank you for everything you did to the entire family. Your quietness spoke volumes. Your laughter brightened the entire family. Mami, you are with us forever. The Lord has called you to do his work as you sang many times.
' Grandma Mary, Love You'
Tricia