
Abie J. Adese

"Well done, good and faithful servant"
Matthew 25:23 ESV
Obituary
With deep sorrow, yet unwavering faith in God’s grace, we announce the passing of Mrs. Abiemwense (Abie) Adese (née Aghayere), a beloved wife, mother, entrepreneur, and friend whose life reflected love, service, and devotion to God and others.
Abie was born on November 21, 1975, and spent her formative years at 41 Aruosa Street in Benin City, Nigeria. From a young age, she displayed a remarkable motherly instinct, caring for everyone around her with joy and dedication. Whether cooking meals, running errands, or helping to keep the home, she did all things with a cheerful heart. Indeed, her life reflected the beauty of Scripture: “She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come” (Proverbs 31:25). Her contagious smile and joyful laughter brought warmth and light into every room she entered.
She attended Idia College before pursuing greater opportunities abroad, immigrating to Canada on October 11, 1997. With determination and resilience, she earned a diploma in Accounting from Humber College and later obtained a degree in Health Studies from York University. Her strong work ethic and entrepreneurial spirit led her to establish Fountain Cleaning Services in 2006, which she faithfully operated with excellence and integrity until her passing. In all she did, she embodied the principle: “Let all that you do be done in love” (1 Corinthians 16:14).
Her beautiful love story began in 1994 at the United Bank for Africa (UBA) on Akpakpava Street in Benin City, where a simple errand led to a life-changing encounter with her future husband, Sam Adese. Sam was first drawn to Abie by her thoughtful nature and her habit of making detailed, long to-do lists. After admiring her from afar, he approached her, and the rest is history—to the glory of God. To Sam, Abie’s stunning beauty, reminiscent of her mother’s, was an added blessing. Their love blossomed into a lifelong partnership, and on April 1, 2000, she married her beloved husband, Sam Adese, in Cook County, Chicago. Together, they built a loving home and settled in Brampton, Canada, in 2003, raising their family with care, faith, and devotion. In Sam’s words, Abie truly lived out the virtues of Proverbs 31.
Abie was a devoted follower of Jesus Christ. She and her family attended Hope Church in Mississauga, Ontario, where she served faithfully in the choir. She was also actively involved in Hope Kids, the Welcome Ministry, and the women’s ministry. She was a woman of deep and abiding faith who loved the Lord Jesus wholeheartedly. Her life was marked by selfless love, generosity, compassion, empathy, and a joyful spirit that uplifted all who knew her. Even in this time of loss, we hold firmly to the promise of Christ: “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die” (John 11:25).
She is lovingly remembered by her devoted husband, Sam Adese; her cherished daughters, Onome and Robor; and her beloved son, Toby. Though our hearts are heavy, we take comfort in knowing that “the Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18).
As we grieve this great loss, we lean on the assurance of God’s presence and care, trusting that “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want” (Psalm 23:1). We pray that He will continue to strengthen and uphold her family in the days ahead. Abie’s legacy of selfless love, generous giving, compassion, and deep faith will continue to live on in the hearts of all who were blessed to know her. And we rest in the hope of eternal reward, hearing the words: “Well done, good and faithful servant… Enter into the joy of your Lord” (Matthew 25:23).
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Your life is a testament to love, and each of us carries a piece of your heart within us. We were woven into one another’s lives by God, and I’ll always cherish how deeply we connected—whether it was over skincare, perfumes, clothes, blending smoothies, cooking Indian dishes in your kitchen, or singing the old hymns we both held so dearly.
I will miss you profoundly, my true friend and smoothie queen. This is not goodbye, but simply me saying, “See you later, alligator,” and hearing you reply, “In a while, crocodile.”
With love, always. Susan.

Compassionate - innate ability to put others first and give you all of her attention. Periodic saturday morning check-ins where she'd just call and wanted to hear how Sierra was doing, making sure I was taking care of her properly, and confirming that we are working on kids. Praying with me on the phone and reassuring that God's timing is perfect. She was extremely -
Devoted - as a young child, I was fortunate to be able to witness some sessions of counsel, when she was going through courtship with Uncle Sam, and early on in their marriage. It was palpable how intent she was on building the foundation for her marriage and becoming a mother. It was so enlightening how Auntie was able to maintain her strong will but also recognize the importance of yielding and submitting to Uncle. Next, Auntie was
Effervescent and lively - every conversation with her and I know others can relate, would leave feeling upbeat, highly encouraged, and spiritually motivated. Auntie was
Principled - values strongly rooted in Christ, family and being the best follower of Christ, wife, and mother that she could be. After that came being a successful business women and entrepreneur. Lastly, she was
Wise - beyond her years. So many marital and parenting insights that were passed along and will stick with me for my time.
Auntie truly epitomized the concept of respect your elders. The posture through which she interacted with my Dad, it was convicting at times, as I knew I didn't always exhibit that level of reverence and humility towards my older siblings.
Auntie lived a life of prioritizing others before self. She never missed an opportunity to check in on a kids birthday, wedding anniversary, or whenever she felt led to call. She made sure she showed up to special occasions no matter how logistically challenging. Including Micah's baby dedication in Maryland on short notice.
Philippians 2 captures Auntie for me:
Is there any encouragement from belonging to Christ? Any comfort from his love? Any fellowship together in the Spirit? Are your hearts tender and compassionate? Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves. Don’t look out only for your own interests, but take an interest in others, too. You must have the same attitude that Christ Jesus had.
Auntie thank you for showing me what it means to love others more than yourself. May you rest in peace.
Abies, I am still in disbelief that you are no longer with us. Part of me held back from writing this tribute, telling myself that if I didn’t put it into words, then it wouldn’t be true. Even now, it still doesn’t feel real.
Though our time together was short, I cherished every single moment—your smile, your love for humanity, your zest for life, and your desire to see everyone happy and full of life. You gave so much of yourself to everyone who crossed your path, leaving a lasting impression on every heart you touched.
Your smile could light up the darkest day, bring warmth to the coldest moments, and remind us all that joy is always possible. Your creative mind was truly remarkable.
I wish we had more time together… but I can still hear your voice saying, “No sista, don’t look back—I don’t like regret. We look forward.”
So, my dear friend, I will look forward—to the resurrection morning, when we shall rejoice together and part no more.
My heart is broken in so many places.
Adieu, my friend.

Abiemwense — Omo na biese — “a child who was truly born well.” Ómónórènegbe – a highly responsible and diligent child…
My bosom sister, our Sparkle who was like a daughter to us, and who treated me like a father and my wife like a mother—your passing was, and remains, a profound shock to us. The void your absence has created is immense and cannot be filled.
You were a rare gem—a diamond in the rough. A sister who brought joy to everyone. A motherly figure despite your youthful age. A daughter who treated us with the utmost respect and love, and had an attitude of gratitude.
Your last voice note to me on March 14, 2026 (transcribed below) says it all. It came during our surprise birthday visit to our brother, Victor, in Columbus, Ohio, and our visit to our sister, Frances, in Louisville, Kentucky:
“Big Daddy, Lakun…good morning…how are you doing? Just remembered you will be traveling today
I hope the trip is going well, I wanted to wish you a safe drive and God’s blessings
May His presence go with you
Have fun with sister Frances and God bless, I really appreciate you doing this.
Thank you, you inspire me…you make me want to plan mine very soon.
I love you Big Daddy…have a nice time together, take care and love to Big Mommy.
Bye,
Abiemwense”
That was our cheerleader extraordinaire—always encouraging, always lifting others up.
Abies left a trail of love and kindness wherever she went. She was selfless—a generous giver who poured herself out for the benefit of others. She exuded the joy of the Lord and brought His light into every situation.
She was always bubbly, always radiant, there was rarely a frown on her face. It seemed as though she was on an urgent mission to share God’s love with as many people as possible—even those who were unkind to her, those who caused her stress, and even those who treated her with disdain or envy.
There are many testimonies of her quiet acts of kindness and selflessness that came to light only after her passing. Here is one of them:
A few days ago, I received a phone call from a relative in Benin who shared how Abies noticed her diligence and perseverance as she struggled to grow her start-up business. Quietly and without fanfare, Abies helped her purchase equipment and supplies, cautioning her not to tell anyone. Today, that relative is independent and thriving. With a trembling voice, she testified that Abies contributed significantly to her success.
On numerous occasions, Abies would participate in or initiate what we fondly called a “Marshall Plan” for someone in need—always giving sacrificially and with joy. We will miss her dearly.
Since her passing on March 23, we have witnessed an unprecedented outpouring of unsolicited support for the family from relatives, friends, and well-wishers. This speaks volumes about the life of impact that Abies lived. She made a lasting, positive difference in many lives.
As I close, I want to leave us all—both those here and those watching online—with a few important questions:
1. If your time on earth were to end today, are you ready to meet your God?
2. What legacy are you leaving as you journey through life?
3. What will others say about you when you are gone? Will it be a testimony of love and devotion to God and to others, like Abies did? Or will it be a life marked by professing to love God, yet failing to love your neighbor?
Which will it be?
As we reflect on these questions, I urge us all to choose wisely and to emulate Abies’ legacy of Christ-like love and a joy-filled life.
To my brother-in-love, Sam: the Lord will grant you the grace that only He can provide. As the Psalmist prayed,
“When my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the Rock that is higher than I” (Psalm 61:2). The Lord is that eternal Rock of Ages, and He is comforting and strengthening you even now.
To my wonderful and adorable nieces and nephew—Onome, Robor, and Tobore—Mommy left a rich legacy of selfless love and kindness that will continue to bear good fruit in your lives in the years ahead. The Lord Jesus is with you always. He is carrying you and Daddy on eagle’s wings (Exodus 19:4). Big Mommy and I, as the Lord gives us breath, will walk alongside you every step of the way.
I would like to leave us all with this word of encouragement from Isaiah 6:1:
“In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of His robe filled the temple.”
In the midst of this great loss, may we lift our eyes and see the Lord Jesus Christ, high and exalted above all. He remains in control and will faithfully carry us through this season of loss.
Abies, our darling sister and daughter—you ran a good race; you kept the faith. Thank you for giving to the Lord. Because you gave so sacrificially to the least of His brethren, many lives have been changed for the better. We will always love you and forever cherish your beautiful memory.
We miss you deeply, but we take comfort in knowing that you are resting in the Lord. And we hold fast to the blessed hope:
“For the Lord Himself shall descend from heaven……. and the dead in Christ shall rise first.” — 1 Thessalonians 4:16 (KJV)
Farewell, our precious daughter, our Sparkle!
Good night, until we meet again on Resurrection morning!
With love,
Big Daddy Abi Aghayere and Big Mommy Josie Aghayere
April 18, 2026

The last time I hugged my mom, was the Saturday before she died. My family had come down to Waterloo to watch me perform in a musical.
Before the show, she sent me a prayer that ended with the words:
"I pray God would guide your words, movements, and heart. Remind you that you are capable, prepared, and never alone."
During the show, she laughed, cried, and took notes, notes she planned on sharing with me later in the week, but a conversation we never got to have.
The last time I called my mom, was a Sunday night, the night before she died. We ended the call as we always do. "Talk later, have a goodnight, love you bye." And that was it. And overnight, a very special weekend became my last weekend with my mom.
The first thing I said when I found out was that I’m not ready, because I’m not. I have never imagined a life without my mom, and I still can’t. She is such a presence. Words cannot begin to describe her energy, her positivity, her laugh and her smile. It pains me that the world will see that smile no more. That I will see it no more.
My mom is the kind of person who considers you before considering herself. Who solves problems before you even realize they’re there. The kind that shows you what true care looks like, that takes a genuine interest in your life. The greatest host to ever host. Someone who celebrates your wins as though they’re her own.
And I am just not ready.
But I’ll see her in music and in song. In little sticky notes on the bathroom mirror. In long winded stories. In walks in the spring. In smoothies, in baking and in cleaning. In flowers, in rain and in snow. In karaoke, in harmonies. In my siblings and my family. In myself.
It does not feel like nearly enough but it will have to be.
When my mom was nineteen, her mother passed. And still, I grew up deeply aware of the undeniable love that my mother had for her. A love that you could feel, even three decades later. The same kind of love that I will have to experience for my mother from now on.
When we were younger, she would sing us a poem, the same poem that her mother would sing to her as a child.
It's called My Mother by Ann Taylor:
Who sat and watched my infant head.
And laid me on my cradle bed.
While tears of sweet affection shed.
My Mother.
When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.
And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who was so very kind to me?
My Mother.
Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear;
And if God please my life to spare,
I hope I shall reward thy care,
My Mother.
I love you so much mom.









Maybe a metaphor? Being loved by you feels like being hugged by the sun. You can’t leave my aunty’s table without 2 things. A full belly and a smile. Last year my husband found himself in Toronto for work — Aunty Abi offered her place to kick back and what he didn’t know at the time is the single backpack he brought with him on the plane would be far too small for the 20 pounds of Nigerian food she sent him home with. I still have some of her egusi soup saved in our freezer.
How about a song?
“I’ve got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart.”
If the essence of who you are could be captured in a verse, you, my darling aunty, the person you are and the way you danced… the way you dance through this life, juicing it for all it’s worth, marked by such joy…
THAT would be your song.
Maybe there is a word that could hold the part of you Aunty that I’m most desperate to hold close.
“AH-WAH-WREEH-VMEE”
It’s means “enjoy life”. It’s meant to be lived. It’s a word I borrowed from you. — and you did — enjoy life with all your loving heart.
“AH-WAH-WREEH-VMEE”
Like a blessing. A benediction. A call to action. Words fail me, aunty. But you never did.
You are a light. A path. And nourishment for the journey… (SO much nourishment)
And you were…… no. You ARE loved.
Thanks aunty.


One such time was about 15 years ago when I was a young mom with 4 little kids and had just given birth to our 5th baby. Abie asked to come over and, not only did she bring our family food, but she also brought her cleaning supplies and spent the next several hours cleaning our house from top to bottom. She cleaned places and things that I had never cleaned before. She cleaned with joy and a song on her lips. Even though she was likely tired from cleaning all week at work, she didn’t hesitate to help another tired and weary friend. She loved our whole family and we all loved her and her family! We will miss her so much. And we’ll be praying particularly for Sam, Onome, Robor, Tobore & all of Abie & Sam’s extended family as we grieve together.
These photos were taken a few years ago at a New Year’s Eve Party with a bunch of our church family. Abie thought it was so fun that we were twinning that night so of course we had to capture a picture together!


I’m still struggling to accept that you’re gone. It doesn’t feel real.
After more than thirty years, I saw you again last December—and somehow, in just a few hours, it felt like no time had passed at all. We laughed, we talked, we slipped so easily back into the warmth of old memories. I remember thinking how effortless it was, how natural it felt to be around you again.
What stayed with me most was you—unchanged in all the ways that mattered. Still warm. Still graceful. Still carrying that quiet, beautiful energy that made people feel comfortable and welcome. It was so clear that life had only added to who you were, never taken away from it.
I left our meeting in December with a quiet happiness, believing we had found our way back to each other and that there would be more moments, more conversations, more laughter ahead. I didn’t know I was saying goodbye.
There’s a deep ache in that. But alongside it, there’s gratitude. I’m grateful that I saw you again. Grateful that we shared that time. Grateful that I got to be reminded of the kind of person you were—and always will be in my memory.
I will carry that moment with me. .
Rest well, Abby.
— Osagie




Go well Aunty Abie!!!
It’s hard to think of you in past tense. I’m grateful I got to experience your light, your love and the essence of you. We will hold those memories dear to our hearts, we love you deeply but God loves you more. Rest peacefully in the bosom of the Lord.
.our mums where also friends ,your absence leaves a profound void in my heart,
I will forever cherish the laughter and memories we shared.
Your spirit, so vibrant and full of life, will continue to inspire me.
Though you are no longer with us, your light will never fade.
Rest in peace, dear friend, you will be deeply missed. Abievbenmwense .
I miss you....I miss your calls, your voice, your beautiful and astonishing smile...I miss you
I really hoped to see you one day, to finally hug my auntie, to see her beautiful smile in person...
The way you encouraged me...your soft words could make anyone happy even in his most depressing days
So it is true....I won't see your beautiful smile again, nobody is going to call me 'winny' again, nobody.....
I really wanted to make you proud auntie, to see that your words of encouragement finally paid off
Auntie, I promise, I will make you proud, I will....just wanted you to be there to see it💔
Couldn't imagine that I will ever say these words to you.....
Rest in peace auntie Abie
You had the prettiest smile ever, and we will all do our best to keep that smile forever
Goodbye..... auntie Abie💔
Auntie Abies was truly heaven-sent. She was a true blessing in our lives, especially during my early days of motherhood. The love and care she showed to my son Nigel and I will never be forgotten.
Her nurturing spirit, gentle heart, and selfless love were a reflection of God’s grace. She was an angel on earth, and I feel so blessed to have experienced her presence in our lives.
May her beautiful soul rest in perfect peace and continue to watch over all of us 🕊️ She will forever live in our hearts.
I had the pleasure of serving with Abie on Team 3 for many years at Hope Church. Abie would light up the room with her beautiful smile. She gave the best hugs and I will surly miss those.
Sam and family, may the peace of Jesus, which passes all understanding, bring solace to your heart during this difficult time. Abie was such a wonderful blessing and will be missed by all who knew her. ❤️
2 Timothy 4:7-8: "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
Thank you for the love and support you showed us when we landed in Canada, those memories we will forever cherish. It’s hard to say goodbye but we are consoled that God knows best.
Till we meet again on the resurrection morning, Adieu “Mother of all” as I fondly called you💔

Hmmmmmmmmmm
Words have failed me oooh Aunty Abie, this shouldn’t be happening. I have been waiting patiently for all this to be a prank 😢
How do we all live without you Aunty Abie?
How do we celebrate new years, birthdays and parties without you, you brought so much joy and laughter to our lives
How do we recover from this Aunty Abie?
Life indeed isn’t fair.
I always looked forward to hearing from you and seeing you Aunty Abie, we don’t talk often but whenever we do, you always remind me of how beautiful life is with your kind words and beautiful smile, Ahhhh that Smile Aunty Abie, it was heavenly 😢😢.
Words have really failed me, my heart is so heavy, I can’t believe I’m writing a tribute to you my Beloved Aunty Abie
Please rest well my Beautiful Aunty Abie
To uncle Sam and the kids, may you be comforted. Rest well Abies.
Always, Karibu.
Miss you.
Osasenaga D. Guobadia
Classmate/In-law

I look forwad to see her again in the future.
So long, sister. We have Hope, Hope has us. One day everything will be revealed as an eternal reality, together we will sing joy for the Lord is our Salavation forever and ever.
Enil, Jeff, Nathaniel
She watched me grow up from a little boy to the man I am today and I will miss hearing from her every Sunday and getting my hugs. I just wanted you guys to know that she made a deep impact on my life and again I will miss her deeply.

I’m writing this at 1:44am because I just couldn’t bring myself to do this. I wish I can hug you one more time! My heart aches!
Please watch over Sam, Nome, Robo and Toby.
God knows best🙏🏽 Rest In Heaven sis till we meet again🙏🏽
I will always love you and NEVER forget you🥰




















You were a caring, inseparable sister to my friend Ayin and travel buddy.
You were such a loving person, a wonderful mother and wife and I truly admired your lovely smiles and your very respectful and gorgeous disposition.
You will be really missed by your family, church family and the Nigerians in Brampton Community.
We hope to meet on the resurrection morning to continue singing hallelujah. Love and miss you 🌼 🌸 🌻 🌹 ❤️
You will always be remembered, cherished, and forever loved.
Ehiosu Uhuangho.
You touched my life in a way I can not find words to express.
I can boldly say,that you are a Dorcas of our generation.
Your warmth and generosity tells who you are.
I am glad that you loved the Lord and you served Him.I believe you are now with Him.
I miss you but I am consoled that we will meet again at the feet of our Lord and savior Jesus Christ.
May your soul rest in peace.
. Christie.
ABIES! Words are not sufficient for me to begin to describe my pain and shock, what a genuinely loving, sacrificial, caring and joy you brought to me and anyone who encountered you for even 5 minutes! Oh that electrifying signature smile, warmth , humble and respectful demeanor you carried with such beauty grace and empathy !
My mind still goes over that fateful morning when I got that call at work from uncle Sam and while driving to the hospital with only a phrase “Lord please have mercy on my sister” Nothing prepared me for 9:26 a m..
When we sat at church less than 24 hours before, singing our hearts in worship to the Lord and nodding to each other in agreements listening to the sermon series on our bodies as jars of clay…
When you insisted that we take a photo after church which I vehemently refused initially…
when I reminded you not to forget saturday’s womens worship and you said “ sista , make today finish saturday still far…”
When you called me later that eve and we had a long convo as we did regularly…
I had no idea what lay ahead the following morning at 9:26 a m . But God knew .
Yesterday as I joined Good Friday service online, I kept remembering our road trip plan to Kentucky right after the first service to see sis E and bro O. You expressed countless times your excitement looking forward to 10 hours drive together and all the food and things we will take to them reharshing the list of things. That was who you were. You had so much love to give to everyone without making anyone feel less loved.
For me, I know I have lost an irreplaceable sister and life in Toronto, weekly is forever changed.
But I choose to trust our sovereign God who is still Faithful even in the midst of this confusion, pain and hurt of your loss! I confess that I’m still trying to make sense of what seems only like a movie.
Praying God’s peace, comfort and strength for your beloved hubby, uncle Sam, Onome, Robor and your “Prince” Tobore.
You are sorely missed !
Sleep on my beloved Lil’ sis, good Night.
until that resurrection morning.
“Sista…”



I still remember how you hosted me, my wife, and some of our AOL friends with so much warmth. And when our daughter was born, you even came all the way to visit us. Those moments meant the world.
I met you through AOL Academy, and from that day, you became a real sister to me. Losing you now feels so sudden and painful. I’m still struggling to wrap my head around it.
My deepest condolences to your family. May the Lord comfort and strengthen you all as you go through this heartbreaking loss.
Sleep well, dear sister. Journey well.
We’ll miss you greatly, but thank you for being such a wonderful sister and family friend. You’ll always have a special place in our hearts.

Abies was so pure-hearted. She was kind, lovely and welcoming. I first met Abies in 2012 through her cousin Ivie. She opened her heart and home to me and my family, and I'll never forget it. We kept in touch after that via WhatsApp and at other in-person occasions.
Our birthdays were a week apart, and she always sent me birthday greetings, words of affirmation and encouragement and asked about my family. We continued to meet up over the years – a girls' trip to Vegas one time, and Benin, Nigeria, for the funeral service for Ivie's dad. We talked about more girls' trips... alas.
In all the time I knew her, Abies remained the same: happy, ever-smiling, and positive. She was a joy to be around, and there was never a dull moment in her company. She was an amazing person, an awesome human, and a fiercely loving mom.
Abies's life was an act of service to those around her... I am blessed to have known her. I am heartbroken that her story has been cut short, but I am thankful to God for a life well lived. May God comfort all the loved ones she has left behind. I cannot begin to imagine the heartache of her absence.
Rest well, Abies. What an amazing legacy you have left behind in your children.
Vivian Omonbude


At the end of the meeting, she burst into singing "Lord dismiss us with thy blessings:Fill our hearts with joy and peace."
I, and can say, and the small group will miss her kindness and radiant joy. She loved the Lord.
I pray that God will bless her family with peace and resilience.
While we only met during my visit to Canada last year, Abie was one of my sister's friends who made me comfortable and at home in Hope Church. I loved her bubbly and joyful spirit. She loved her family and was always there for her friends. My niece and nephews felt very comfortable in her house each time they were there and she never held back in caring and chatting with them.
To her husband and children, I am truly sorry for your loss but I pray that the Holy Spirit will comfort you and heal your deepest wound.
Abie is a lovely child of God and I am sure the Father welcomes her into His loving arms as He keeps watching over those she left here.
Rest on Abie.

Sleep well, beautiful one. 💔
After church, we visited my mom at the long term care home, bringing along her sweet Onome and Robor, and together they filled the room with Christmas songs. It wasn’t just music, it was warmth, kindness, and joy from genuine love and thoughtfulness.
That special moment brought tears of joy, not just because of the songs, but because of what it represented. Even in the busyness of life, she made time for others. It was a powerful reminder of the true meaning of Christmas.
Matthew 5:16
In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.
I will never forget our last conversation, the day before her passing.
I will miss her big and loving hugs.
Until we meet again sweet Sister❤️❤️

Your gentle spirit, warm smiles and unwavering love touched everyone who knew you and I was privileged to have known you over 30 years.
May Sam, your children and family find comfort in the beautiful memories you shared and my the God of your heart accept your soul and may you rest in eternal peace. 🙏🏿
Everything about that day—the food, the music, the decor—was beautiful, and I know Ms. Abie had a hand in all of it. Every time I visited her home and shared a meal, it felt as though I was coming home. She didn’t let me leave that night until I took a plate home for my mom! She had a remarkable way of making people feel welcomed and cared for.
Ms. Abie truly made that night unforgettable. I can only hope to grow into someone as beautiful, resilient, and caring as her.
We chatted last on mother's Day were I thanked you for all your love and sacrifices ma, but u didn't say it will be the last whyyyyyyyyyyy.
I lack the strength to pin it down here right.
What exactly can I say 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 good bye or Rest well either of these feel ok to me sis, cause I didn't see myself saying this to you in another 30yrs from now.
Hmmmmmm sister Abies, this death cut too deeply ooo.
I can't end this write up cause it's an unending grieve.
Love your neice, Osa❤️

She was such a bright, lovely person who's smile lights up a room.
We had long conversations about her kids and how much she loved her family. I am so shocked and saddened of her passing and wish I could talk to her more and give her a huge hug.
My heart goes out to you Sam and your beautiful family, I'm sure she will be watching over you all.
Sending you and the family my sincerest Condolences
But, one word that I feel is not the most eliquent, but is my word and, that word is "Sunshine". Abie was the brightness that the sun gives us everday. She will be missed by many of us left behind.
Miss you Already......Dear Abbie.
Love Always and a bug Hug from Me..
We will meet again. for sure.
Love Always
Uncle Tony

UYIMWEN OGBOMO
Your always smiling face will be forever missed. You had such a unique personality that will be missed by all that encountered you.
May your beautiful soul rest in peace !
Our condolences to all those you left behind.
Love from the Agholor’s
Although we only saw each other a few times, it felt so familiar when we talked.
You made me feel truly heard.
Your death has deeply affected me. You and your family are in my thoughts.🕊️
Service
7755 Tenth Line W, Mississauga, ON L5N 0C4
5PM-9PM
7755 Tenth Line W, Mississauga, ON L5N 0C4
10AM-1PM
Channel: Real Magic Studios www.youtube.com/@RealMagicStudios-gf4ku
7732 Mavis Rd, Brampton, ON L6Y 6B7
2PM
There will be a reception at Hope Church following the burial.

