Tribute to Mama Enu Onicha

share on:

Mama as my fingers type this tribute, I still find it hard to believe you have gone.
You were one person I believed would always be with us. Ten years in New York, you came back and it felt like you never went away.

I don’t even know where to start from, the holidays at your house in Enu Onicha or at Uncle Uchenna’s house in Port Harcourt, the Christmas at our house in Lagos or your room at our Asaba home. Memories of you cling on like perfume to underwear.

Mama, I don’t believe you’ve gone ‘cos the ideals you instilled into me are what I live by on a daily basis. Some people believe I’m hard working, meticulous and funny, it’s because they didn’t meet you. You personified hard work. You never tolerated low hygiene standards… Should I talk about your cooking? I always believed you would teach me your special recipes whenever I got engaged. Sadly, my husband might never taste Ofe Nsala the way you make it.

To say we’ll miss you is an exaggeration of an understatement but we thank God for the good life you lived. Thank you for making me celebrate my 24th birthday. Thank you for the moments you made us laugh. Thank you for all the beautiful gifts you’ve given us. That vintage brooch will forever remain priceless to me.

I know you’re in a better place. I’ll make you proud. I’ll put my best into my career and make a success out of it. I won’t date nor marry anyone I know you wouldn’t approve.

Good bye Beatrice Ogbenyeanu Araka “Mama Enu Onicha”. You are in a better place.

With love from your first daughter’s first daughter,
Precious Nwachukwu.



Quo non Ascendam. Writer. E-mail:

Leave a Response

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.