"You Really Were My Second Mom (Mum)."

Aunty Gwen,

I don't know where to start with this. I could write a whole book about my interaction with you. For starters, you always reminded me that you were my second mom (mum). That encapsulates how you saw and treated me. For that, I'm forever grateful. I lived with you in my formative years, and it wasn't until I grew up and was more mature that I really appreciated what you were talking about.


Who else would let a high school graduate live in a "senior service" house, but that is what you did when you were leaving for Yaounde. You were always giving me life lesson tips, even after I'd graduated from college.  I saw up close how you operated with boundless energy, determination, inner fortitude, and drive. You were a TRAILBLAZER, whether it was to forge women's status, the wellbeing of the less privileged or creating schooling opportunities for everyone. Despite your international activities, when you were home, you were always the unassuming, down-to-earth person we could all relate to.
I could go on and on, but a few incidents left their indelible impressions on me.  In 1999, you stopped over in Minneapolis to see me, coming back from your International women's meeting in Seatle. That sure made my day. You agreed to let me teach Didi at 15 how to drive when your driver quit without notice. That told me you now saw me as an adult.   Finally, on my last day in Cameroon after Dakale's funeral, you insisted on cooking for me, though Nana had ordered food and you even went as far as serving me drinks like some important guest.  Aunty, you really were my second mom (mum).

Henry (Eyum)                                                                 

Kamu Gabriel (Ma's Driver) & Family

Those special memories we had will always put smiles on our faces that will never fade away.  Ma, it is with tears in our eyes that we write this note; Losing a mother is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know.  Your goodness, your caring, and your wisdom live on like a legacy of love that will always be with us.  Ma, you showed us love and compassion, took us in and made us a part of your family and for that, we will always be grateful to you.  In life we loved you dearly, In death, we love you still, In our hearts, you will always live on and even in our daily lives through your namesake, our daughter Doline... 

Ma this is Gabriel: Now I know why you always told me to be strong. You knew that one day I would need the strength to bear your loss. I cried endlessly when you died but I promise, I won't let the tears mar the smiles that you gave me when you were alive. I wish Heaven had visiting hours so I could see and talk to you again.

Farewell Ma.


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