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Tribute by mother to late son or daughter in Ghana: How to write & examples

This is one of the hardest tributes —a tribute from a mother to her late son or daughter. To all those reading this, we pray that may our parents not bury us before their time. It is just painful to see your son or daughter die instead of them to stay alive to take care…

This is one of the hardest tributes —a tribute from a mother to her late son or daughter. To all those reading this, we pray that may our parents not bury us before their time.

It is just painful to see your son or daughter die instead of them to stay alive to take care of you.

Well, if you want to write a good tribute, you can look at some of the things that should be considered here.

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Tribute by mother to late son or daughter examples

Tribute by mother (example 1)

“the year of our life are threescore and ten or even by reason of strength, four score, yet their span is but toil and trouble, they are soon gone and we fly away.” Psalm 90:10

Mercy, Epenor, my dear beloved daughter, I bid you farewell today. It was very hard for me to believe you were gone. You were a great and priceless child to me. If we were allowed to exchange positions, I would have let you stay so I can replace you. You played a motherly role to all your siblings.

I am so saddened by your death because you never gave me a signal when you talked to me that fateful morning. I am however comforted by God’s words that says “Those who live good lives find peace and rest in death” it is really true that, our ways are not God’s ways but His ways are surely higher than ours, I pray that the almighty God console me as you rest in His Bossom.

Mercy, Sorry sorry sorry sorry for you, do rest in perfect peace!

Tribute by mother (example 2)

The LORD is close to the broken-hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.(Psalm 34:18)

Oh my son, Venus Kwaku Nuworza Egbedzi, you had been and amazing child from birth. I did give exceptional treatment to you for being the last born. I can not forget your early childhood memories before you join your sister in Accra.

How can I forget the stress you put me through just to get you prepared for school? How can I forget how you used most of your break periods and leisure times at Abutia Togbave L/A primary school to make yourself dirty in the name of football?

How can I also forget the way I used to tease you as “you will attend school till you complete Legon” any time you were reluctant to go to school? It was my vow to God Almighty never to burry any of my children before I die but as the saying goes “Man proposes but God disposes”. I wanted the best for you as my last born for that matter, I allowed you schooled only up to class three (3) in the village. I was glad when you returned to me after your Senior High School Education.

It however saddens my heart when I remember your last words “Aww Mama, I will miss you so much, I am wallowing in self-pity as you are leaving me for Accra all alone” when I was traveling out to take care of your brother’s wife in Accra. Little did I know you were rather informing me about your journey to the next world? I was in the journey when I received a call about your ill health and quickly abandoned the nursing mother, traveled back to the village at night only to send you to the hospital the following day.

I stretched further with prayers and physically strength from Gesela Memorial Clinic, Ho Municipal Hospital to Korle Bu Teaching Hospital in order to restore your health life. I prayed and fasted several days, begged God to grant you healing for me, I pushed in all resources with the support from your siblings and focused every Godly means possible to bring you home safe and sound, but what happened? You left me alone in the midst of total strangers, you rendered me so speechless to the point that, I thought I was dreaming, till now, I am still struggling to accept your sudden demise, you have left me with the only choice to console myself that, I did my best as a loving mother to her son. My humble prayer oh lord is that, may you accept him in your kingdom till we meet again.

Venus! My Daddy! Hede Nyuie!!!

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