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We are all in admiration of you. We still cannot find the appropriate words to express our gratitude. You are a trophy mother! You have set the bar up high; we can only surpass it or surpass it. 

Wow! Thank you Mummy for such a pleasant surprise, none of us saw it coming. Anyway who am I kidding, if you planned it 20 years back together with God…it definitely had to be a triumph!J

You are the greatest mother we will ever know. How blessed are we that we are your very own?! Thank you!

All our Love, Kisses and Hugs.

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My mama, my best friend, my mentor, my everything. For every day that goes by, i miss you more than words can describe. i love you forever.

May you continue to rest in paradise.Mwaaah!

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Not just another Christmas…

Eeh! Mehhnn, time really flies past so fast…it’s already 11 years??! How are you my mamama? Abandibo bareire bata? Uhh, we miss you people very much!

I just remembered all the Christmases before these eleven years…all of them. The 5am alarms…the chores list…the endless sermon…the greetings…then my favorite part…the late lunch; lots of laughter, everyone sharing their best, funny & worst days in the year, more laughter…lots of love. We were one big happy family…

Sad, things have changed a bit…everyone is married, (well, not everyone…2 more) it will not be a guarantee that we will be together for Christmas…and so we pushed this to the 1st January…one huge lunch and more… It is priceless too! The in-laws, the kids, us, it’s beautiful!

I miss you more on this day than any other day. I haven’t been to church on this day for 10 years, the alcohol consumption between the 23^rd and 26^th usually has your other children worried that they call me most than the ordinary days... a depressing 3 days for me!

Early this year, i was having a conversation with one of our pastors and he mentioned, ‘’… we all live and eventually die but what matters most; the values we leave behind.’’

 

Particularly I was reminded of how much joy Christmas brought to you…how much happiness you derived from having us all together…how you would not eat much but just keep adding more food to our plates as we cleared them…how much you would laugh, laugh and cry at our jokes, stories and perhaps mistakes. All this made me realize, how much you valued this day!

So as this year began, considering my career status, I made only one resolution; to have a Christmas tree in my home, to celebrate Christmas my mamama’s way, to celebrate the selfless life you shared with us!

The Christmas tree was up on the evening of 10^th… OK, it’s the littlest size but hey, even Kipsiru crawled first, no? It’s beautiful! So I removed the bulb in the sitting room…and in the night, the tree glows and I am filled with so many beautiful memories. Can’t believe I have missed this for all these years! Hmmm.

It may have taken me 10 years to realize this, but I am thankful that I finally have, and I will definitely catch up for the lost years…

On behalf of all your children, we want to thank you for being the greatest and sweetest mother ever, Thank you!  We love you to the sun and back. We love you forever.

Merry Christmas to you all…we miss you soo much! Mwaah…Mwaah…

Till I write again.

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I just remembered when K was about 8 months old, I was also about 15years. I picked him from Block 3 to spend the morning with him (as I had DV8 errands in the afternoon)…we had such a great time, but I think I over fed him to sleep. Nonetheless, I felt very proud of being such a great aunt! Gently l climbed up my bed and put him down…It was a double decker. I didn’t want to put him on Mimi’s bed below because I knew certainly no one was going to believe my magic touch.

In the bedroom window catching up with Daphne Bagarukayo up in C8, Cuthbert Kamukama down in C4 and Susan Katamba in D5, all of them shouted, ‘HK, your brother!!’ Before I could close the window his trademark white and black truck had parked. He had warned me about this window-catching-up-business (Ngu one day I will fall over and break my tiny self…Bless him)

So anyway I was busted but I was confident. One-I was babysitting his son and two-you were around! I think you were not well; you had gone together to see your doctor, I was safe.

Baby K is here? You asked. Yes, in our bedroom! I put him to sleep, been with him the whole morning. Excitedly I reported. Eh, wasn’t he heavier than you? Chief joked as he went to check on him. Before, I could hand you water for your medicine, we heard this yell…I almost dropped the glass! Chief already was in my face, almost slapping me...Really shouting at me! Remember? All this because, I had put the baby to bed with shoes on…It was the angriest I had ever seen my brother! You stood up for me saying, how equally young I was and all… but I was crashed!

I really did not think about shoes, I was overwhelmed by the achievement of being a great aunt. Chief was my big brother, my father, my mentor, my pride, my love, my hero (how he would park his car on a road side and first man traffic jam…thank goodness he was self employed. Or how he supplied every section on our Block with dustbins-his rationale, instead of littering the stairs…and gave one of those street boys a job to empty these bins every Saturday morning and so many, many more…) he was my strength, my joy, if there was a way we would die for others, I would for Chief!

No way in God’s name would i have wanted to hurt Baby K. I was just a child indeed.

Sad we never got chance to talk about it.

…And baby K made 13yrs on 7th!! He has grown into a wonderful, kind, awesome guy who looks more like his dad every day... He is such a joy! He is our everyday pride. We still call him all those names; taata, baby cow, baby K. The other day, his friends were visiting and I wanted to borrow one of his gadgets, by mistake (at that time) I called him taata! Come I give it to you, it’s in my bedroom…i follow him as I enter, he closes the door and goes, Auntie I love that name sooo much but let’s not use it when I have friends over. I apologized.

Ahandi mureire muta? I know all is beautiful okwo. Naitwe turyaho…the Lord is wonderful to us. Thank you for your endless prayers Mamama. School is wonderful; I also bashed my exams…all glory to our Father. I am still believing God for my two outstanding prayer requests…Wazijjuka? I am faithfully waiting on Him. Kwonka yaba you nudge Him a bit??...I am so ready.

We love you all so much! We know you are all in a better place…keep praying for God’s favor and goodness to surround us… Miss you much my Meri... Muaaah! Till I write again…