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28.05.1938 11.07.2022

The Bible says in all things we should give thanks. I thank the Lord for the life of
this extraordinary woman He gave me as a mother. I'm so grateful for her, for
her life, and for blessing me to have been a part of her life.

My mum loved the Lord. When we were small she made sure we all went to
Sunday School, we went Church, and got baptized. I remember when she made
us learn Psalm 23 like yesterday. She wasn't a Pastor or Preacher or anything like
that. But she made sure we knew there was one God, the Father Almighty. So I
grew up knowing and loving God and shortly after University I started going to a
wonderful church and one of the services we used to have was our monthly

Sunday Thanksgiving Service where we were encouraged to give God a special
dance offering. We were to dance like David danced. She always looked forward
to going with me to that church service to dance and give God the glory and
thanks. She would dress up in a "Hallelujah" clothing as we used to and
thoroughly enjoy the service. You should have seen her do her Hallelujah dance!

Praise the Lord! It has been her guidance and direction that were the foundation
of my relationship with God today.

My mum showed that Superheros don't always wear costumes and attract
attention. But they always do extraordinary things. My mum did so many
extraordinary things. She single-handedly made sure my siblings and I went to
good schools, got educated and grew up with morals and character. She made
sure we knew God and had the fear of Him. She made sure we never had to beg
for money, food, shelter, or any needs. She protected us fiercely as any loving
mother would and showered us with unquantifiable love. And as far as I can
remember (which is a little over 45 years as I'm the last child) she was our
protector, provider and providence. She was a Super mum!

I remember once there was a fire in the kitchen. It was late in the evening that
day. The Fire Brigade had been called and we were working on putting out the
fire. I was in Primary 4 or 5. Everywhere was chaotic. But she first made sure we
were OK and outside the house. She then went back inside the burning house.
She came out with our school uniforms. As far as she was concerned, whatever
happened that night should not stop our going to school. The security of our
future was always priority her. Even above her own safety. That's the kind of
person she was. She would do anything for those she loved. To her own hurt.

She gave me big responsibilities as a young adult when she was transferred to
Abuja. She allowed me to manage the house by myself. She would leave money
for groceries, the car, and living expenses, she would tell me what to do and
trust that I could keep the house running smoothly. I'm so glad I never let her
down.

I learned how to run every part of a home during those years and when I learned
how to drive, my mum was one of my first passengers. Oya let's go she said. She
was always ready to challenge me to do something bigger and better.

She always made me feel special. I always felt I was her favorite child. But I'm
sure she made my other siblings feel the same way. I relished going to see her
and spending time with her. Leaving her was almost like a painful separation and
yes, she would always have something to give me. And even though she was a
woman of not so many words. She had so many actions of love and care.

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