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Priscilla Okai
Ruth's Child
Ruth "Dzogbesi" Sitsofe Afi Azingoe
April 23rd, 1965 - May 27th, 2026
April 23rd, 1965 - May 27th, 2026
“Blessed are those who die in the Lord from now on. Yes, says the Spirit, they are blessed indeed, for they will rest from their hard work; for their good deeds follow them! Rev 14:13 NLT
I was blessed to have Ruth as my mother. As her first child and daughter, she was not only my mother but also the best friend I could ever have asked for. She welcomed everyone with open arms, offering love, kindness, and encouragement to all who crossed her path.
My mother lived a life that reflected her deep faith and godly character. Some of the greatest lessons she taught me were:
• Godly contentment (1 Timothy 6:6)• Kindness and generosity• A life of service to others• The value of being a confidant and true friend• Diligence, resilience, and hard work• Humility and meekness• Elegance, grace, and propriety• Unwavering faith as a Bible-believing Christian• A warm and genial spirit• The power of prayer and dependence on God
She touched countless lives through her love, wisdom, and selfless devotion. She was deeply loved and will be dearly missed. Though she is no longer with us, her legacy lives on in the hearts of those she impacted and in the values she instilled in her family.
Rest peacefully in the bosom of your Maker, dear Mother. Your memory will forever remain a blessing to us.
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Bella Teye
You will be missed dearly!
Lizzy Amegbe (Obi)
At a very critical stage in my formative years, I encountered an amazing woman Mama Sitso, as my children affectionately call her. Her presence in my life was a timely intervention. As the fourth girl among sisters, I was growing up with little understanding of caring for myself, my home, and others. Mama Sitso helped shape me into a more responsible and nurturing person. I insisted that my children call her Mama Sitso because she truly was a mother to me. Da Sitsofe was a great pillar during my secondary school years. As a student, I never hesitated to spend a few days of my vacation with her because I knew she would replenish my provisions, refresh my wardrobe with style, and, most importantly, teach me valuable culinary skills. In fact, I prepared my very first meal in her home. During one of my stays with her, when she was caring for her first daughter, I admired every aspect of her motherhood. I told myself that if I was ever blessed to become a mother, I would follow her example. She paid attention to every detail concerning her baby's feeding, clothing, and overall care. She was simply exceptional. I watched her generously serve almost everyone who passed by with her delicious meals, even if it meant giving away her own portion left in the pot. She would stop along the road to teach me a few "cut walk" steps, reminding me that a lady's walk should complement her appearance. She will be dearly missed for her occasional American accent that she would effortlessly pull out, and for the beautiful energy she carried wherever she went an energy that positively touched everyone around her. Thank you, Mama Sitso, for your love, guidance, generosity, and the priceless lessons you shared. Your impact will remain with me forever. Till we meet again, Mama Sitso. Rest well. ❤️🕊️🙏
Elinam Okai
"Her children arise and call her blessed..." — Proverbs 31:28 Mum, How do you say goodbye to someone whose love shaped your entire life? You were more than a mother to us. You were our guide, our prayer warrior, our teacher, and our greatest example of love. Some of my fondest memories begin before sunrise. While the world was still asleep, you were already awake making sure we were ready for school, preparing for work, and taking care of Dad. As a child, I saw routine. As a man, I now see sacrifice. You raised us with purpose. You taught us discipline, responsibility, and above all, faith in Christ. You showed us that true strength is found in humility, character, and a relationship with God. And how you prayed for us. Your prayers were our shelter. You prayed over our lives, our future, and our purpose. Even now, I believe those prayers continue to cover us. You made us grow in Christ, that I'm so thankful for. You treated everyone with kindness and respect. Whether family, friend, neighbour, or worker, you made people feel valued. You taught us that leadership is not about power, but about serving others with love. I smile when I remember Akpe and I being in the kitchen with you. You taught us how to cook, always saying that men should know their way around a kitchen too so no woman could ever have an advantage over us because we did not know how to take care of ourselves 😆 We laughed about it then. Today, I smile because she was teaching us life and responsibilities. And who could forget how many times she let us taste the food before it was even ready? We would stand nearby waiting impatiently, hoping for another spoonful while she smiled and told us to be patient. Those moments were simple. But now they are priceless. What felt ordinary then feels like gold now. Mum... Those simple moments have become some of my most treasured memories. I also remember our walks to town together the conversations, the laughter, and the way you connected with everyone you met. Mum, there are still so many things I wish I could say to you. So many times I wish I could hear you call my name one more time. “Eli” But though your absence is heavy, your presence remains in the lessons you taught us, the values you gave us, and the love you poured into our lives. Thank you for every sacrifice. Thank you for every prayer. Thank you for every lesson. Thank you for loving us so completely. Your voice may be silent, but your teachings still speak. Your hands may no longer hold ours, but your love still guides us. We love you forever mama si! ❤️🥹 Always. Eli
Bella Teye
It is with a heavy heart that I say goodbye to Auntie Afi. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of spending my school breaks with her in Tsito. Those days were filled with love, laughter, and the warmth that only she could give. She always made me feel so special, and I looked forward to every opportunity to spend time with her. One memory that has stayed with me all these years is when she was pregnant with Priscilla. As a curious little girl, I was always fascinated by her growing belly, and she would happily let me touch it. It may seem like a simple moment, but to me it was a beautiful expression of her patience, love, and the special bond we shared. I also remember how excited I would get whenever she came to visit us in Accra because she never came empty-handed. She would always bring me beautiful dresses, and I felt so loved and cherished. Those thoughtful gifts were more than just dresses, they were reminders of how much she cared for me. As I grew older, I came to appreciate even more the kind of woman she was; kind, generous, nurturing, and deeply devoted to her family. She had a way of making everyone around her feel welcomed, loved, and valued. That is the legacy she leaves behind. Although our hearts are heavy with grief, I am grateful for the precious memories she gave me. I will forever cherish the moments we shared and carry them with me for the rest of my life. Thank you, Auntie Afi for making my childhood so special. Your kindness, generosity, and gentle spirit will never be forgotten. May the Lord grant you eternal rest and give strength and comfort to all of us as we mourn your passing. Rest peacefully, Auntie Afi.
Antoinette Worlanyo Akosua Okai
You were the mom who raised me, taught me, and loved me into the person I am. You taught me how to cook. (I learned so many recipes from you),you showed me how to set the table for Dad,And you taught me to clean the kitchen after use. You chose me. You fed me, guided me, scolded me, prayed for me. You showed up on days when you didn’t have to. You loved me without conditions. They can say “she wasn’t your real mom.” But they didn’t see how you wiped my tears, how you celebrated my wins like they were your own, how you made me feel safe, wanted, and worthy. To me, you were real. You were my mom. Every time I cook one of your recipes, I hear your voice. Every time I set the table or wipe down the counter, I feel your hands guiding mine. I miss you every day. I’ll honor you by being the kind of person you believed I could be, and by passing your recipes……….. and your love…….on to others. Thank you for choosing me, Mama. Rest in peace. All my love Your daughter
Patience Afriyie
A WORKING HANDS GOES TO SLEEP. I never saw you as just my friend's mum; to me, you were my mum too. From the very beginning, you embraced me with a love and kindness that made me feel like I belonged. You never left me out, especially during the moments when no one came for my visiting days. You showed up, and that meant more than words can ever express. I still remember sneaking phone calls to tell you all the little things we liked, the food we were craving, and counting down the days until your visit. Those moments may seem small, but they became some of the most treasured memories of my life. Sixteen years have passed, yet it feels like only yesterday. Time may have moved on, but the love, care, and warmth you gave remain deeply rooted in my heart. Maa, you gave me so much more than a friend, you gave me a sister, a lifelong bond, and a second family. Thank you for loving me as one of your own and for the countless ways you touched my life. Your kindness shaped memories that I will carry with me forever. You will always hold a special place in my heart. Rest peacefully, Maa. Your love lives on in all of us who were blessed enough to know you.
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