Mrs Oribi Eugene Wakama

Tribute from salvation Ministries Old G R A Portharcourt.
In loving memory of Mrs Oribi Eugene wakama. A devoted daughter of God, a pillar and a mother to many.
Mrs Oribi Eugene wakama lived her life as a living sacrifice unto the lord. Her love for God was not just spoken, it was demonstrated. She was generous in giving, faithful in service, and passionate about seeing the kingdom of God advance.
Year after year, she opened her home for home fellowship, and her heart by annually hosting Glory Reigns, one of the church's biggest programs. Through that platform, countless lives encountered God's presence, were healed, delivered, and drawn closer to Christ.
Her generosity made room for God's Glory to reign. Indeed, Her absence will be deeply felt in the services she helped create at old G R A Branch.
Though we mourn, we do not mourn as those without hope. We celebrate a life well lived, a race well run, and a legacy of generosity that will continue to bear fruit for generations.
Rest in peace, Mama. Until we meet again at His feet.

A Tribute from salvation Ministries Old G R A Branch Portharcourt.
In loving memory of Mrs Oribi Eugene wakama.
A devoted daughter of God, and a mother to many.
Mrs Oribi Eugene wakama lived her life as a living sacrifice unto the lord. Her love for God was not just spoken, it was demonstrated. She was generous in giving, faithful in service, and passionate about seeing the kingdom of God advance.
Year after year, she opened her home for fellowship and her heart by annually hosting Glory Reigns, one of the church's biggest programs. Through that platform, countless lives encountered God's presence, were healed, delivered, and drawn closer to Christ. Her generosity made room for God's Glory to reign. Indeed, Her absence will be felt in the services she helped create at old G R A Branch.
Though we mourn, we do not mourn as those without hope. We celebrate a life well lived, a race well run, and a legacy of generosity that will continue to bear fruit for generations.
Rest in peace, Mama. Until we meet again at His feet .

You were a calm, kind, and receptive Hostess
whose warmth made everyone feel welcome.
Thank you for opening your home and your heart to us. Your life was a quiet testimony of love, faith, and service. You may no longer be with us physically, but the memories of your kindness, your peaceful nature, and the impact you made will remain with us.
Above all, I am grateful that you lived and died in Christ. You fought a good fight of faith and you finished well.
Though our hearts are heavy, we have the assurance that you are resting in the Lord.
Rest peacefully, Ma. Your labour of love will not be forgotten.

Aunty was beautiful till the end. Her house was open and full. It was a second home while I was in uni. She had a great sense of humour, though my mum's friend,she was open to young people's gist. There was the other side though, no nonsense.
Thank God for a full life and His grace upon her during the tough times. You have entered your rest. May her memory always be a blessing. Much love

"Mummy" as I and my siblings including my mother usually call u,
U took my mother ur little sister and lived with her took care of her like she was ur daughter even after she got married and had children you still watch over her assisted her financially and otherwise and still took us as ur kids and u also assisted us in many different ways, ur truly a God sent.
Even though is sad for us to say goodbye but God knows the best goodbye mommy keep resting in the bosom of the Lord.

TRIBUTE TO MY BELOVED MOTHER

No 9 Mummy as I used to call you.
Today, with a heavy heart to honour and celebrate the life of a truly wonderful woman and beloved mother.
Mummy, you were more than just a mother to me and my family. Always calling and asking after the welfare of my family.You will mention the names of my children one after the other. I still remember how you would call and ask me to bring the children so they could come and play with you. Ebube my son will turn the whole house upside down but you won't be angry at all, but always saw joy in your smile. what a wonderful mother, the children always looked forward to visit especially Ebube, because he knew you would support him.
From the moment we became a part of your family, you welcomed not only my family but the entire Onichabor's family with love and kindness and your caring heart made us feel accepted and loved.
Although, it is painful to say goodbye, I am greatful to God for the gift of your life.
As I say farewell, I do so with love and gratitude for the woman you were.
Rest peacefully dear mother.
Kachifor Ezinne.


From Isioma Opara.

IN LOVING MEMORY OF OUR HISTORY TEACHER, LATE MRS. WAKAMA
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‎From: COBA 83
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‎COBA 83 bows our heads today in honor of you- late Mrs Wakama
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‎You were our History teacher, but you were also our mother, our storyteller, our mentor, and our guide.
‎You opened our eyes to the past — Nigerian history, African history, and the world. You showed us how it connects to our future.
‎You taught us to ask "why", to think critically, and to learn from those who came before us.
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‎Because of you, COBA 83 grew up with understanding. We don’t just repeat facts. We understand context. We understand leadership, struggle, and nation-building.
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‎Though you are no longer with us, your teachings live in every COBA 83 member across the world who value knowledge, truth, and heritage.
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‎Sleep well, Mrs. Wakama.
‎Thank you for making history come alive. Thank you for shaping COBA 83.
‎Your legacy is eternal.
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‎_Rest in Peace
‎Signed:
‎Chief Hope kuku
‎BOT Chair
‎Sir Godwin Anyaso ksji
‎Chair
‎COBA 83 Executives & Members
‎Government Comprehensive Secondary School, Class of 1983
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PERSONAL MEMORIAL TRIBUTE TO LATE MRS. WAKAMA*
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‎To my beloved teacher, *Late Mrs. Wakama*,
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‎You have gone to rest, but the history you taught me and my class mated will never be forgotten.
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‎At Government Comprehensive Secondary School, you did not just teach us dates and events. You taught us lessons.
‎You taught us that nations rise and fall by the choices of people. That the past explains the present. That to know where you are going, you must know where you are coming from.
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‎Your stories in class made kings, wars, and independence feel alive.
‎Your discipline made us serious students and I am a beneficiary.
‎Your encouragement made us proud to be Nigerians and proud to learn.
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‎Today, many of us lead, teach, and make decisions with the wisdom you planted in us through History.
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‎*Rest in peace, Ma.*
‎We will carry your lessons forward. We will never forget you.
‎With love,
‎Your Student
‎Chief Hope kuku

TRIBUTE TO OUR MATRIARCH
LATE MRS. ORIBI EUGENE WAKAMA
With deep sense of loss and pain in our hearts, we the children of Late Rev. Ellis Igoni Jaja and Late ibinyingibo (Mrs.) Phyllis Alayi Ellis Igoni Jaja, write to commiserate with you, the children of Late Mrs. Oribi Eugene Wakama, whose demise occurred on the 11th of August, 2026.
Our parents met with Late Mr. Eugene Wakama and Mrs. Oribi Eugene Wakama in 1970, after the Nigerian Civil War, in church as christain faithfuls.
Mummy, as we fondly called her,took our late mum as a sister, confident and was a source of strength and encouragement to our late mother.They prayed together most times for their families, shared their burdens and gave each other the much-needed support and encouragement.
Mummy was a woman who gave generously and showed genuine concern for everyone around her. She was deeply committed to her family and to the things of God. Her life was a testimony of faith, love, sacrifice and service.
She gave our mum food supplies to schools. She took we the children as her biological children whenever we visited her home we could eat and drink anything as much as we can her kitchen is always open to all.she will always encourage our mom to make sure we are educated. Mummy you are a loving mother to many a bridge builder and a big tree that sheltered many birds.Even as she was aging she continued to reach out to our mum and we the children. In 2021 she visited our house to see our mum, but on getting to the house she realized she couldn’t climb the stairs and our mum could not come down either. They both spoke on phone She came bearing gifts as a good giver that she was. After this visit she was in contact with our mum on phone calls until when our mum died in December 2023.
Mummy was an inspiring soul, a virtuous woman and a gallant soldier of Christ.
Mummy, you may have passed on, but your memories would always live with us, and speak volumes for you, your children and generations to come.
Even in our loss, we celebrate God's awesomeness in the life of our matriarch. The sun may have set on her, but we are consoled by the rising sun on the horizon that builds faith in us and her children.
Mummy may have ran her full circle, but the race is not over. The baton is firmly in the hands of those she left behind—her children. They shall continue to push ahead with renewed vigor, imbued with the strength given to them by God. They shall not be distracted by vain assortments that pave the race tracks.
We will be forever grateful and thankful that you gave us Mummy for all these years.
Rest in the bosom of the Lord.
Adieu, Mummy.
From the family of Late Rev Ellis Igoni Jaja
WariSenibo
Ransome Ibikari Jaja

Mummy with the beautiful, glowing skin! I regret that I never got to learn her beauty secrets.

That said, I will always remember Mummy for her intelligence and love for knowledge. Her home was a haven for us when we had no home; and a book heaven for book lovers like me, because she had a great library.

I recall Mummy rummaging through her collection of books to check which of my recommended literature texts she already had, so my Mum wouldn't need to buy. Of course you had to promise to preserve them and return them in good condition so the knowledge could be passed on to someone else.

Growing up, I always held Mummy in high esteem as an authority when it came to the English language, because her grammar was impeccable.

Mummy's exceptionally brilliant Children are a reflection of her and her Husband's love for knowledge and education.

I believe Mummy must have influenced my love for naturopathy because she had a natural remedy for almost every illness. Before it became a thing, Mummy taught us not to drink water while eating. Mummy was the first person to make me discover that papaya seeds have medicinal properties, long before the world had easy access to Google.
I wasn't surprised by the fact that she lived so long, all the glory to God for that, but Mummy definitely played her part by taking her health very seriously.

Another thing about Mummy is that she was blunt, her words unfiltered- never one to sugarcoat anything. When it came to telling the truth, Mummy was direct, thereby, inadvertently saving lives.

This is a celebration of a life well-lived; a life of many accomplishments that have stood the test of time and are a testament of her eternal legacy.

Dearest Mummy, we honour you in life and in death. We love you, but God loves you the most.

Rest in the Bosom of the Lord your Maker, Mummy Wakama aka Mummy No. 9!

Grandma, Grandma, funny how i can't come back to porthacourt to see you again, we had so many fun memories, I remember how you always add ONYEKACHI to my name anytime you call Ginika and you would say they all have the same meaning, no more close the door so tangolo(mosquito) doesn't come in, no more of your favourite hymns( ABIDE WITH ME), no more ei ORIBI WAKAMA when ever your exhausted or remembering your youthful time.
We miss you and we love you but christ love you more.
Rest well in the blossoms of our maker.

TRIBUTE
You are a mother with an ineffable meekness of heart. You are lovely and compassionate. You gave me the job I ever had, and thereby, made me a responsible person. How can I ever forget you. Live on Mama and remain in peace in the bossom of God Almighty.

ELEGANCE * FEMINITY* SPOKEN ENGLISH / ELOQUENCE*. PROSE * LITERATURE* BEAUTY * WOMAN OF GOD * EMBODIED & PERSONIFIED IN MA . ORIBI EUGENE - WAKAMA .. SWEET MOTHER FOR LIFE !!! 💋💋... REST ON IN THE ARMS OF THE ALMIGHTY, YOU FERVENTLY SERVED..... OSI * BOM .. 01/09/2026 .

Mama was such a well-rounded woman..she understood people, culture , mixed and related to people evenly. I could tell this my first and only encounter with her when she suddenly switched to speaking my dialect...it only takes someone who embraces others to speak their language with such intonation.

Secondly, her love for music was amazing..she could recall and sing old tunes and remembered the texts word to word. That was amazing I'm glad God gave me the opportunity to experience such a wonderful, blessed and calm personality .
To her family, I say thank you for giving me such a wonderful opportunity to meet her. Thank you for adopting me to your fold and may God grant you peace now and continually. Amen.

My dear Aunt,
Your passing has left a deep sadness in my heart, but I choose to be grateful for the gift of your life. Thank you for your love, your care, your prayers, and the many ways you touched our lives.

You were a woman of grace and kindness, and I will always treasure the memories we shared. Though you are no longer with us, your love and the impact you made will remain in our hearts forever.

May the Lord grant you eternal rest, and may He comfort everyone you have left behind.
Sleep well, dear Aunt. You will always be remembered with love.

Goodnight ma. Dein na mu...there is no way anyone would forget your elegance and style. And the disarming smile. Most of what I would have said, have already been said...i bid you farewell and Rest in eternal peace...Amen.

Our dear mummy, Aunt with a great and loving heart of kindness. You will greatly missed and you cannot be replaced.

However, I must thank her for great, willingness for helping people especially myself for all things she had done for me, I truly appreciate, for her generosity, education and self-discipline etc she had shown me and I will continue to appreciate her kindness indeed.

On these ground I must say, may the angles of Christ be with her as she gone to the Lord. May her Soul Rest In Peace 🙏🏻

In Loving Memory of a Remarkable Mum and a Beloved Matriarch!!!

It is with a heart full of gratitude and fond memories that I pay tribute to a truly remarkable woman, a mother, a matriarch, a woman of faith, and someone whose influence reached far beyond her immediate Family.

Although it has been many years since I last saw Mum, there are some people whose presence remains with you across the passage of time. She is one of those people.

I came to know Mum through her daughters, who have always treated me more like a sister than a friend. In their home, I was never made to feel like a visitor; I was simply one of the girls.

Her doors were open, and so was her heart. I remember her warmth, her welcoming smile and the feeling that there was always room for one more. I was not her biological daughter, but I am not sure Mum ever really made that distinction. I was part of the lives of her children, and somehow that was enough for me to become part of hers.

Mum was an educated woman who understood the importance of education. As young girls, we were constantly reminded of its value and the opportunities it could create. As we grow older, we often come to appreciate the wisdom behind the words of those who guided us when we were young.

She was also a woman who believed in doing what was right and doing it right. She had standards, principles and a strong sense of how life should be lived.
My recollection is that her faith, the Church and the Word of God were extremely important to her, and that her values were always closely connected to her faith.

Mum was beautiful and appreciated beauty in people and in the things around her. She understood, perhaps, that life should not merely be endured, but appreciated.

Today, she leaves behind far more than memories. She leaves a family, a legacy of values, and generations who will carry her story forward.

In African tradition, we often say that when an elder passes, a library has been lost. But perhaps we should also remember that when a mother has lived this long and raised a family, a whole history has been written through her life.

That history lives on in her children, her grandchildren, her great grandchildren and all those whose lives she touched.

For me, I will remember Mum with gratitude for her warmth, her smile, the openness of her home, her encouragement of education, and for making me feel that I was always welcome.

I may not have seen her in many years, but distance does not erase the kindness someone showed you or the impression they left upon your life.

Rest peacefully, dear Mum.

Your earthly journey is complete, but your story continues through the family you loved, the values you lived by, and the lives you touched.

Mum,
May your memory forever be a blessing, and May your soul rest in perfect peace , Amen.

Tribute to a Dear Aunty
Rest peacefully, dear Aunty. Your love will always stay in our hearts. Thank you for your wonderful memories and light you brought to our lives. Your warm smile, your patient ears, and your boundless kindness made every around you feel safe and deeply loved. The space you leave behind is vast, but the beautiful memories we shared with you, will stay in our hearts. Thank you for the unconditional love you gave so freely. Rest in peace Aunty. Your spirit lives on in all of us.

Courtsey: Barrister Unoma Omo

A Tribute to My Beloved Aunty

My beloved Aunty was truly a woman of God, a woman of love, and a shelter to many. She had such a big heart, and her kindness and generosity touched so many lives.

To me, she was much more than an aunty. She was someone I looked up to and admired—a woman whose life encouraged me to desire to live well and honorably.

She always called me beautiful. It didn’t matter what I wore; whenever she saw me, she would say, “You are beautiful. You look good.” Those simple words meant so much and are memories I will treasure forever.

As an educator, she was always proud of and encouraging about my academics. I remember that while she was pursuing her PhD at the University of Ibadan, she made the effort to bring my graduation clothes to me at FGGC Oyo. Even in the midst of her own pursuits, she showed up for me.

I will never forget that she bought me my first school sandals/slippers, and she would often jokingly wonder why my daddy didn’t name me after her, but instead “turned the name around.” She also never failed to tell me how much she loved my daddy.

One of the most beautiful things I remember was watching her interact with my dad and with his mother, my grandmother. Their love and relationship were precious—truly beautiful to behold. It was a picture of family love, honor, and connection that I pray the present generation will not only remember, but replicate.

She also gave me two beautiful big sisters who became mentors and role models to me—a gift for which I remain grateful.

And how she loved my children! Whenever we visited home, she would make her special “Temi buru” with dry fish pepper soup. It was more than a meal; it was love, warmth, and home.

There is so much more I could say, but perhaps the simplest way to describe her is this:

She loved well.

She encouraged.
She gave.
She welcomed.
She sheltered.
She showed up.
She made people feel valued and beautiful.

Aunty, thank you for loving me, my daddy, my children, and our family so deeply. Thank you for the countless ways you poured into our lives.

Your voice may be silent, but your love continues to speak through the lives you touched.

My prayer is that the love you modeled will not end with your generation—that we will carry it forward and that the present generation will learn to love, honor, support, and care for family with the same depth and sincerity.

I thank God for the gift of your life and for the privilege of calling you my Aunty.

Rest well, my beloved Aunty. Your memory will forever be a blessing.

A Tribute to My Beloved Aunty

A Woman of God. A Woman of Love. A Shelter for Many.

It is with a heart full of gratitude, love, and deep sadness that I celebrate the life of my beloved Aunty.

Some people pass through our lives and leave memories. Others leave a part of themselves in us. My Aunty was one of those special people.

She was a kind and loving woman, a woman of God, a woman with a big heart, and a shelter for many. She had a generosity of spirit that made people feel welcomed, valued, and loved.

For me, she was so much more than an aunty.

She was someone I looked up to. Someone whose life inspired me to want to live a good and meaningful life. She was one of those people whose approval and encouragement meant so much to me.

And there is something I will always remember about her:

She always told me I was beautiful.

It didn’t matter what I was wearing. It didn’t matter whether I thought I looked good or not. Whenever she saw me, she would tell me, “You are beautiful. You look good.”

She had a way of making me see myself through her eyes.

Those words may have seemed simple, but they meant so much. She made me feel beautiful, seen, and celebrated. And now, whenever I hear those words in my heart, I will remember her.

Aunty was also an educator, and education was clearly close to her heart. She was always interested in my academics. She would praise me, encourage me, and celebrate my educational achievements. Her encouragement made me want to do well.

I remember that even while she was pursuing her own PhD at the University of Ibadan, she was still looking out for me. While I was at FGGC Oyo, she personally brought my graduation clothes to me at school.

She was pursuing her own dreams, yet she made room to show up for mine.

That was Aunty.

She showed love by showing up.

I also remember how she would sometimes wonder why my daddy did not name me after her—but instead, as she would say, he had “turned the name around.” It was one of those family stories that she loved to bring up, and it always made me smile.

And speaking of my daddy, one thing I will never forget is how often she told me how much she loved him.

She spoke about him with such affection. There was a special bond between them, and hearing her talk about my daddy gave me another glimpse into the depth of love and family connection that existed between them.

She loved her family deeply.

And she loved my children deeply.

Oh, how she loved my children!

Whenever we visited home, she would make a special dish for us—her unforgettable “Temi buru” with dry fish pepper soup.

That meal was so much more than food.

It was love.

It was welcome.

It was home.

It was Aunty’s way of saying, “I am happy you are here.”

I will always remember that.

And then there was the very first pair of school sandals/slippers she bought for me. It may seem like such a small thing, but I have never forgotten it.

Because when you are loved by someone, you remember the little things.

You remember who showed up.

You remember who encouraged you.

You remember who celebrated you.

You remember who made you feel special.

And Aunty did all of that for me.

She also gave me the gift of two beautiful big sisters, who became mentors and role models to me. Through them, her influence on my life continues.

I could say so much more about her.

There are so many memories, so many conversations, so many acts of kindness, so many things she did for me and for others that words cannot adequately capture.

But perhaps the greatest tribute I can give her is to say:

She loved well.

She encouraged well.

She gave generously.

She opened her heart and her home to others.

She made people feel seen.

She made people feel beautiful.

She made people believe they could do more.

She was a shelter for many.

And she was a blessing to me.

Aunty, thank you for every “You are beautiful.”

Thank you for every “You look good.”

Thank you for every word of encouragement about my academics.

Thank you for believing in me.

Thank you for the school sandals.

Thank you for bringing my graduation clothes to me at school.

Thank you for the two beautiful big sisters you gave me.

Thank you for loving my children.

Thank you for every bowl of Temi buru and dry fish pepper soup.

Thank you for loving my daddy so deeply.

Thank you for being part of the story of my life.

Your voice may be silent now, but the things you spoke into me will continue to speak.

Your hands may no longer prepare that special meal, but the memory of your love will continue to nourish us.

Your eyes may no longer look at me and say, “You are beautiful,” but I will carry those words with me.

And perhaps one of the greatest gifts you unknowingly gave me was teaching me that sometimes, love is simply making another person feel that they are seen, valued, beautiful, and capable.

You did that for me.

You did that for many.

And your legacy will live on.

So today, although I grieve, I also give thanks.

I thank God for your life.

I thank God for the privilege of knowing you.

I thank God that I was loved by you.

And I thank God for every beautiful memory you left behind.

Rest well, my beloved Aunty.

You were beautiful on the inside and out.

You lived generously.

You loved deeply.

You encouraged faithfully.

You sheltered many.

You left your fingerprints on our lives.

And you will never be forgotten.

Until we meet again, may your beautiful memory continue to be a blessing.

With love and deep gratitude,

Your niece,
Helen

Mama lived well and we all will miss her. May your soul rest in perfect peace mama.. Wel love you 🙏

A mum of mums! Beautiful mummy. Our pride and joy. We will miss you sorely but your memory shall remain a blessing to us all. God rest your soul peacefully in HIS Bossom. Deina mu 🙏🏼

Tribute to My Dearly Beloved Big Auntie and Mother
When I received the call from her last son, Kalada (K-Boy), announcing her passing, I broke down in solemn tears, feeling the deep pain of her departure.
I cannot begin to express how much I love you and how much I will miss your kind words, advice, care, and support. For the past decades that I have known you as my late mother's cousin, you have been a true blessing—always filled with joyful advice, love, and unwavering support.
I just want to say thank you. I greatly appreciate everything you did for me, my wedding, my marriage, and my family.
We love you, Big Auntie. You will be greatly missed, but we rejoice in God for the impactful life you lived.
Rest in the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ until the resurrection morning.

Dein na mu, mina opu ibi minabo.
Thank you so much for the life you lived.

Warisenibo Jinbobaraye Karibo-Nelson & family
(Maternal Cousin)

Heartfelt Tribute to our Dear Mummy

My name is
Stella Ibaraye Fiberesima. I am deeply saddened to hear of the passing of our dear Mummy. You entered our family with a good heart and genuine love. We fondly call you “Mummy,” and to us—you were more than family; you cared for us the way a mother would, and you showed love and kindness to everyone under your care and others.

Even as young as I was, I remember how ready you were to protect our immediate family. If anyone tried to trouble us, you stood up, spoke with strength, and made it clear that there would be no disrespect or crossing boundaries while you were around in our immediate family always in your own caring, protective ways.

Mummy, you taught your biological children, and you also guided us, those of us under your care with respect, pride, and strength—the qualities you believed our family should carry forward. Because of you, we know we must always be proud of our legacy and of the next generation. As far as I know, you were a very hardworking and strong woman.

You worked hard, serving not only at a national level in Rivers State, but also in our local community. Through Wakama Church and Port Harcourt Anglican Church, you helped organise and support church activities, and you served with dedication.

I am heartbroken that I am in the UK and couldn’t be there to comfort you in the hospital before you passed. Please know that your love will remain in our hearts. I pray that God grants you eternal rest, and comforts the entire family you have left behind.

Good night, sweet sleep Mummy. We will miss you dearly. DEIN NA MU MA and Pa be kare ni ipiri - I really miss him too.