Obituary
Veronica Ugoye Anozie, a cherished matriarch from Nnokwa, Anambara, peacefully passed away at the age of 96 on October 19, 2024. Born on February 11, 1928, Veronica lived a long and fulfilling life, leaving an indelible mark on her family and community.
Veronica was known for her unwavering strength, kindness, and the wisdom she generously shared with all who knew her. As a beloved mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother, she nurtured her family with love and instilled in them the values of compassion, resilience, and unity. Her home was a gathering place where stories were shared, traditions were upheld, and laughter echoed in every corner.
Throughout her life, Veronica remained deeply connected to her roots in Nnokwa. She was a respected member of the community and actively participated in various local initiatives, often taking on roles that bridged generations and brought people together. Her passion for preserving and celebrating her cultural heritage was evident in all she did, and she leaves behind a legacy rich in cultural pride and community spirit.
Her life will be celebrated with a funeral service held at Okunachu Odumodu Nnokwa on January 3, 2025. It will be a time for family, friends, and the entire community to gather in remembrance of a life well-lived and to honor the impact she had on so many.
Veronica is survived by her loving children, numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and an extended family who will continue to cherish her memory and strive to uphold the values she lived by. Her departure leaves a profound void, but her spirit will forever shine in the hearts of those fortunate enough to have known her.
May her soul rest in eternal peace, and may her memory continue to inspire and guide the generations to come.
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Veronica Ugoye Anozie (Okpaedo) is a woman known to many, and has manned different roles in her life. I have the blessing of being able to call her “mum”, She raised 6 children into adulthood, and she did it well. Her love is boundless and her energy unmatched.
She was always concerned for the well-being of others over her own. She always wanted to make sure that everyone would be okay before she could let go. There wasn’t any need that anyone had that my mum didn’t try to meet. No matter what the need may have been, my mum wanted to help fulfill it. She gave all of herself at all times and sacrificed her own needs and desires for the sake of her children and loved ones. She loved all without condition, she loved with her whole heart. She loved us all her children like no-one else could. My mum was a fighter, she fought to stay longer with us. The fighting spirit has always being in her and she never gave up. She stood up for what she believed in and for those whom she loved. She was strong and the example that I needed to become the woman I am today. I miss my mum every minute of everyday. There are so many things I want to tell her and talk to her about, and I do hoping that somehow she hears me from her home in heaven.
Don’t worry mum we will be fine, we love you mum and we will continue to love you forever. Goodbye Nne’m Oma.
Okpaedo umuagbara,I was very shocked about your death. When I remember how you use to call me Mimi. Mama, you are a real mother who will give me advice and tell me stories. Mama, you will be my mother in my next life, the lioness herself. I so much love you. I still love you and will ever cherish the time I spent with you in your lifetime.
May your soul rest in peace. Amen!
Mama you have been very kind, lovely and glorious grandma. You treated us with love. All the time we spent with you were amazing. I can remember when you will come back from Eke market, you will call us to come and collect what you bought for us (kunu and nice okpa and agidi). You did a lot for us mama. Your advice were one in a million, you gave us funny names like Looloo for Chinelo, Okafor for Tochukwu, Okereke for David.
We miss you so much Mama. Jee nke oma Okpaedo.
Mama, the queen of the Anozie castle, the woman who brought so much color, humor, and love into my childhood, is no more. While we gather to celebrate a long life well-lived, I am left facing what feels like my worst nightmare.
My love for coming to the village wasn’t just for the fresh air, scented with the smoky, woody aroma of firewood, or the cool harmattan mornings. It wasn’t just the fresh palm wine, sweet fruits or the delicious food. My love for the village was mainly because of you. Your radiant smile and warm embrace filled my heart in a way nothing else could.
Your traditional dishes weren’t just meals; they were acts of love, delicately prepared and served with care. Hearing you speak deep Igbo, which I often barely understood, or sing morning hymns brought joy and comfort to my ears. You infused life with a vibrancy that could never be replicated.
I hold dear the memories of your playful scoldings, chasing me around the compound with a broom, yelling "Hapum okuko" as I teased your chickens. I remember the tender moments too—like when you wrapped me in your sweater to protect me from the harmattan cold or cuddled me with the kind of love only you could give. You taught me so much—how to harvest cassava, transform it into your incredible akpu and vegetable soup, and how to care for a home with pride and diligence.
Your daily routines were lessons in strength and servitude. Waking up before anyone else to sweep the compound, you showed me what it meant to be a strong, humble, and selfless woman. You endured hardships that others could not, surviving storms like the Biafran war with resilience and grace. You lived a long and fruitful life, reaching an age that many pray for but few are blessed to achieve.
Because I am an extension of you, I believe your spirit lives on in me. I carry your strength, humour, kindness, and blessings, and I hope to also inherit your long life. Your legacy will continue through me, and I promise to live with the same fullness and joy you taught me.
Mama, I miss you deeply. The thought of coming to the village without you there breaks my heart. The village will never be the same without your laughter, your dancing, your cooking, and the joy you brought to all of us. Your unmatched humor and unwavering love will forever be etched in my heart.
Though I am heartbroken, I pray that the cherished memories we created will sustain me through this loss and for the rest of my life. I love you so much, Mama, and I will miss you dearly. Please intercede for us before God, asking Him to shine His face upon us and give us the strength to weather life’s storms.
Rest in peace, Mama. Until we meet again. Amen.
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