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				<title>&quot;The Heartbeat of Home: Honoring the Sweetest Mum&#x2764;&#xfe0f;&quot;

&quot;In loving memory of a cherished mother, whose kindness, wisdom, and boundless love illuminated our lives. She will forever remain in our hearts.

I truly can not express my pain and grief with your going, I have always wanted to bring the world to your feet for accommodating my multiple nuances.

Mummykus is a name I normally use and formed part of our family literature, I tend to add darling when I want to get something from you or borrow from you which in most cases I never return, slow to anger but always swift to come to my defense and protection, as I hold my pen with a shaking hand to write these few words of mine, my eyes swell up in tears flowing ceaselessly because of the sweetest and fondest of memories I have; and those that will remain uncreated, you can&#039;t see them, you cannot see my feelings.
Who should I turn to now that you&#039;re gone? Who do I turn to listen to my silly jokes? who should I call when I need to hear a motherly soothing voice to tell me that all is and will be well?

How do I fill the deepened valley in my heart that is full of nails and spikes created by your departure and causing my heart to bleed profusely, who do I cry to for help?...

All these questions…no single answer!

Daddy left…leaving me as your husband and son, you joined me on that tumultuous road immediately after his passing away, providing care, love, attention, mindfulness, and protection, I never saw a tear from your eyes because you wanted to be strong for me and my siblings. You did an excellent Job!

From Chi-boy…to Chijioke.…to Chi-man, your wings of love spread all around me.

The kids will miss you terribly... they cry occasionally, most of the beautiful clothes you bought for them remain unpacked as they find it difficult to open their gifts of love from Grandma!

We talk about you daily, we pray with you in our hearts…your song…’Oh lord, deliver souls…Oh lord, deliver souls…You’re able! You’re able!! You’re able!!!, a sweet melody that melts even the hardest of hearts remains fresh on their lips.

I do not mourn as if I lack faith which is quite frankly the opposite, I weep because my plans for you and I have been shattered. 

In pain, I celebrate you, Mum, I bless God Almighty for bringing me into this world through you and having the best of life in every sense of it I want you to know that I fought hard for you, I prayed even harder for you and I will always love you oh mummykus!

Even in sickness and death, you still pulled your weight and brought people together in prayer, love, and Unity, ‘family’ was your watchword.
You have gone to be with our maker, and I know the kind of commotion that will be going on with our Mother Mary and Master Jesus, all the heavenly angels in full jubilation.

God help me!

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal…Love leaves a memory no one can steal…Forgetting you, never Mummykus….
 
You live on in our memories…

May your beautiful Soul Rest In Perfect Peace!

Amen!</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2024 09:21:47 +0000</pubDate>

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<p>&#8220;In loving memory of a cherished mother, whose kindness, wisdom, and boundless love illuminated our lives. She will forever remain in our hearts.</p>
<p>I truly can not express my pain and grief with your going, I have&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-15"><a target="_blank" href="https://joychidobem.com/activity/p/15/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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				<title>Mummy, you were the most precious gift from God. You still are, to this day, in the midst of this darkness. I think of you everyday with tears and love. I still question God and still find it hard to see beyond the excruciating pain and grief of your absence. I still wake up devastated, broken hearted and still in shock. This life is so different without you in it and I still can’t believe you are gone, mummy. Some days, I tell myself it can’t be true, and maybe one day, I will see you walk through the doors. 

You’ve always been a strong force of love and faith in my life and I miss talking to you, praying with you and laughing with you. You uplifted me everytime things seemed bleak, and celebrated me with the tiniest of achievements, no matter what. Your belief in God and in humanity was just incredible and you taught me the power of faith and prayer. Your prayer life was phenomenal. You were phenomenal. All my life you have been a positive role model for me and everyone around who knew you. From the small things to the big things, you showed incredible principles. We grew up having a day for the poor every week when we would cook for the community and drive around delivering the food. They didn’t have to worry about food that day as they knew what day we were coming, and also had a day for the priests when we would cook for priests. You have always lived your life in consideration of others even if it meant putting yourself in painful or uncomfortable situations. Everyday until you left us, mummy, you continued to show extraordinary humor, love and respect to everyone who came in contact with you. Your love for God never wavered even when in pain. 

Mummy, I am so sorry you didn’t live to see all your grandchildren grow up to be adults, I’m so sorry you are not here today for all the things we hoped and prayed and believed you would be here for. You were my mum, my prayer warrior, my cheerleader, my comforter, my confidant. You always gave me advice founded on faith and God. I miss you so much mummy. Everyday is so hard without you. 

My hope is that we will all meet again on resurrection day. You were an angel on earth, mummy. We didn’t even deserve you and maybe that is why God called you to him. You yearned for him everyday of your life. You sacrificed so much for us and I can never thank you enough mummy for everything you did for me. You never let me give up no matter how bad things were and you always showed me God would make things right, in his time. You would make me smile and laugh and believe life would always get better if we kept praying and hoping in God. Many times, you were right. You were exemplary in the life you lived and if I can be half the woman you were, that would be an honor. 

Please pray for us so our hearts would heal one day at a time. In this grief, agony, and anguish, I am thankful for the legacy you left behind. Throughout your life, your faith, strength, dignity and love never wavered. I miss your smile, your jokes, your songs, your compassion, your presence more than words can ever say. I miss taking care of you. We have no one else like you in our lives. CJ still goes into your room looking for you. He misses you calling him ‘Sugar’. I miss that too. I miss everything about you mummy and I pray for you. I love you more than words can ever say. I love you so much mummy.

Agatha Joy Chidobem, Please Pray For Us.</title>
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				<pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2024 07:41:22 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="activity-inner"><p>Mummy, you were the most precious gift from God. You still are, to this day, in the midst of this darkness. I think of you everyday with tears and love. I still question God and still find it hard to see beyond the excruciating pain and grief of your absence. I still wake up devastated, broken hearted and still in shock. This life is so different&hellip;<span class="activity-read-more" id="activity-read-more-11"><a target="_blank" href="https://joychidobem.com/activity/p/11/" rel="nofollow ugc">Read More</a></span></p>
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