This site is dedicated to the memory of Decs (Mrs) Ikwo Eton

Desc (Mrs) Ikwo Eton is much loved and will always be remembered by all her friends and family for our godly love and affection. Being a mother of nine great children, and a grand mother to six children, you are crown a queen forever. 25 years ago your husband left you, but you did not give up and could pull through till now. God bless you. WHEN YOUR MOTHER DIES IT IS LIKE SOMEONE CUT A PIECE OF YOUR HEART OUT WITH A SHARP KNIFE. It was from you (MOM) that I first learned TO THINK, TO FEEL, TO IMAGINE, TO BELIEVE. No matter how old we are, losing a mother is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know, but her goodness, her caring and her wisdom live on..... like a legacy of love that will always be with you.

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I find my hands so heavy to type anything for you Mumsy, but I must do it for I know you live on. When we recall out last visit to you on 14th Aug., 2011, we feel God knows everything before it happens. The joy you had seeing us was a big gift and courage that you gave to our young family. We know the prayers you offered for us that day will be placed directly at his feet, now that you are eternally with him. We can't question why God decided to answer our prayers for you this way, but he knows it all. While you sing the alleluia song, we sing this to you: Go and rest now Oh precious woman, Your life in eternity has just started. Now you can walk with your brand new legs, For all heaven is in your view. Look all around,it's all in your sight There will never be another dark night. Flowers and jewels, the street of pure gold, and all of the things that have been told. I can just imagine the smile on your face as you walk all around in that beautiful place, Greeting your husband and loved ones, while singing heaven's most beautiful song. This is very hard,but it will all be okay, It isn't goodbye, for we'll see you one day. We love you and we'll miss you Love from Caro and Cletus
clechrisas
21st November 2011
Though I did not meet or know Mrs Ikwo Eton in person while she was here with us but I had a glimpse of who she was through my interactions with her son Joe. Being a product of a GOD fearing, hardworking and virtuos woman myself, I know what widows have to go through in our clime to raise children with the mirrrads of challenges. In this particular case a whole nine of them. Do we start talking about the exploitation and intimidations from in-laws or abandonement by friends and foes alike? Only the grace of GOD must have kept her long enough to train these children. Joe's greatest regret is that she did not live long enough to enjoy the fruits of her years of labour. However, as children of GOD we are consoled by the fact that she is gone to enjoy eternal rewards which no man on earth can give her. Rest in perfect peace and in the bossom of our LORD and SAVIOUR, JESUS CHRIST. ADIEU MAMA Joe.
topekayodeojo
25th October 2011
It must have been cold there in my shadow, To never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way. You always walked a step behind. So I was the one with all the glory, While you were the one with all the strain. A beautiful face without a name for so long. A beautiful smile to hide the pain. Did you ever know that you're my hero, And everything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings. It might have appeared to go unnoticed, But I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you. Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings. Did I ever tell you you're my hero? You're everything, everything I wish I could be. Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings, 'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings. Oh, the wind beneath my wings. You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly high against the sky, So high I almost touch the sky. Thank you, thank you, Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings
Joseph
22nd October 2011