Mommy that’s how I refer to her for she was more of a mother than an aunt to me. I remember how we used to get up on Saturday mornings and stay in our rooms knowing fully well we had chores she would be so mad and start shouting our names repeatedly till we left the room then she would be like we’re very bad children and the next second she’s giving out money for us to go buy things for breakfast so we can eat and have strength to work. She was an amazing person housed so many people and was a mother to all the house was always fun and laughter and she contributed to it all there was never a dull moment with her and mami around I love her but God loves her most I wish I was there to atleast pay my last respect continue to Rest In Peace mommy . Forever in our hearts

Sister Mercy as I would fondly call her, will always respond, 'moyo' and continue 'how are you people', in a very kind and compassionate but solid voice that always reminded of the authority she has had to exercise to raise her children well since her husband left her to be with the Lord. In the heart of her numerous health crises, the one thing that never left her was the 'strong voice', a charming characteristic of women of power. Did she attain her full potential in life? I do not know but there certainly could have been more she could do. Who shall sing her song? Who shall raise her praise? But thank God for His promise to make the righteous see heaven. Surely the angels shall sing her song and raise her praise for accomplishing God's mission on earth. Truly she fought a good fight and finished the race. Fare thee well my dear moyo until we meet again on the other side of life with Jesus Christ, for those who have believed in Him. Rest in peace.