Today, we gather not only to mourn the loss of our beloved mother, but to celebrate the extraordinary life she lived.

She was more than a parent — she was my first teacher, my fiercest p r o t e c t o r, a n d m y g r e a t e s t cheerleader.

Her kindness was a quiet yet powerful force, touching countless lives without ever seeking recognition. She

taught us that true strength is not loud, but steady; that love is not merely spoken, but shown in the smallest, most thoughtful acts of care.

Words can hardly capture the depth of the relationship I had with you growing up. I still remember your first visit to the UK. When I met you at the

airport, the very first question you asked me was, “Have you been going to church?” That question had come up many times before, and truthfully, I had not been honest with you. But during that visit in 2008, everything changed. You led me back to church after many years away, and that decision has shaped my life ever since.

During that same visit, you played a vital role in helping to establish the Ghanaian Adventist Church in Telford, which continues to grow to this day. Your legacy lives on not only in our family, but in the lives of so many within that community. I also cherish the simple moments we shared — especially your walks together whenever you were in the UK. I remember one particular walk when you struggled to keep up with me, and I teased you about it. You smiled and said, “You are growing up, and one day, when you get to my age, you will know how it feels.” Then you added, “Okuafo yɛ adwuma a ɔpon,” and began to sing as we walked. It is a moment I will never forget. Even in your final days, when I visited

you in Ghana and your health was failing, yet your l ove rema i n ed unwavering. Though your voice was weak and your words sometimes unclear, you still prayed for me. You still sang. That was who you were - selfless, faithful, and full of love until the very end.

I will deeply miss your laughter that could light up any room, your wisdom that always came at just the right time, and the way you made everyone feel seen, valued, and loved. Though you are no longer here in body, your spirit lives on — in the lessons you taught, the traditions you upheld, and the love you poured into each of us. I am who I am because of you, and for that, I will be forever grateful.

Rest peacefully, Auntie Mercy. Your love will continue to guide me for the rest of my life.